Author Archives: Juris Jurjevics

14 pounds of dwarf

I recently had the pleasure of being interviewed by fellow veteran Tom Glenn for the Washington Independent Review of Books. Glenn’s review of Red Flags is here. What prompted you to write Red Flags now, more than forty years after … Read the rest of this entry

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What is the sound of one leg walking?

The publication date for Red Flags arrives: September 20th. So does an email from Charli, Jeff Barber’s wife. Jeff is dead. He’s in the dedication, along with the other guys who had made it home. Most of him, anyway. Jeff, … Read the rest of this entry

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Dinky Dau: A World of Crazy

My favorite psychiatrist practices in a town called Normal. In 1969-70, Captain Douglas Bey was with the 1st Infantry Division, one of only six psychiatrists assigned to combat units in Vietnam. His radio call sign became the title of his … Read the rest of this entry

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Who Are The Cowboys?

General Westmoreland gets Montagnard bracelet as part of tribal initiation at Mai Linh, camp A-226, 1966. Photo:  Ed Sprague Some higher-up had decided that movies maintained morale. So every large military installation, base camp and tiny outpost in Vietnam was … Read the rest of this entry

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Only Funny If It’s Dangerous

The guys in the 101st Airborne liked their jokes dangerous. In the spring of 1974 I was at the Gramercy Park Hotel attending my first sales conference as a senior editor with a major publisher. I had high hopes for … Read the rest of this entry

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Instead of Shaking My Hand

George Ruckman, Juris Jurjevics, Mo Moser [?] the late Glen Casperson I recently came across  two interviews with the Dean of Faculty at the Virginia Military Institute, Dr. Alan Farrell, conducted by VMI student cadets for a course in Military … Read the rest of this entry

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Tiger Medicine

The local civilian militia (CIDG) claimed they’d just happened to hear something walk through their night ambush site. More likely the only thing they’d ever been planning to ambush was animal, not human. The giveaway was the condition of the … Read the rest of this entry

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Tour Guides for the NVA

The Montagnards were our allies, but they also worked for the North Vietnamese, who promised them autonomy over the highlands after the war. The Montagnard gentleman standing next to me in the old uniform shirt and hat, carrying the machete-ax, … Read the rest of this entry

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The Montagnard Smile

The narrator of Red Flags is warned not to smile too broadly at the Montagnards he meets – to them, our full Western teeth looked feral. Their standard of beauty required teeth to be chiseled down, sometimes into crude points, … Read the rest of this entry

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The Boy in the Batman Shirt

Montagnard kids, joyous and disarming. Note the loincloth on the boy with the Batman t-shirt. The further you got from town and from the missionaries who gave the kids Western clothing, the more primitive the attire. My friend Mike Little … Read the rest of this entry

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