FREE: AUTHENTIC VIET NAM PAPER MONEY BILL ( HAI MUOI BONG 20 ) FROM 1965 - 1968
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The listing, AUTHENTIC VIET NAM PAPER MONEY BILL ( HAI MUOI BONG 20 ) FROM 1965 - 1968 has ended.
This Is Real Paper Money From When My Husband Served In The Military In Viet Nam, He Served From 1965 To 1968, This Is A HAI MOUI BONG 20 From Viet Nam, This Is Not A coin But Real Paper Money From Viet Nam, In The Pictures You Can See Both Sides Of The Bill, i Will Also Be Listing In Another Auction On Here, Another Paper Bill From Viet Nam, It Will Be A Nam Muoi Dong 50
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to me my husband was a hero in the military he went on rescue missions of our captured and tortured soldiers, my husband while on guard duty one night saved his whole platoon, a different night before the bombing of the barricks, i don't know if it's the same now as back then, while on guard duty one night he didn't follow military rules, back then when you seen the enemy you had to ring the guard duty bell, to alarm the superior officers, my husband didn't do that,
what he did instead was wipe out the whole,platoon of the enemy the viet kong, he saved his whole platoon that night, he was sent to a court marshall military court, their findings were, without my husbands fast action all our soldiers would have died, they lowered his ranking, and told him not to do that again, to get permission first next time
even with my husband going blind from the bombing of the barricks, he still stayed with the army for an extra 1/2 year and fought for his country, his country needed him, for now i need to stop telling his stories of war they make me cry, he died 6 months ago on today's date
How Nice to Put up Photos of the One that Carried that Very Bill in his Wallet while Fighting for Our Freedom!!! I Know you Miss him and You are Doing a Great thing By Showing Him Off!!! He Would Be So Proud!!! I Know you are Very Proud of Him!!!!! Who ever gets this Bill I Consider to be a Very Lucky Person!! I Think it May even Bring Good Luck Who Knows!! God Works in Mysterious Ways!!!
and part of the outside of the barricks is in this picture, before the bombing of it, our US military base, which was this one that got bombed, giving this bill a credit bid, means you support our hero's, our US Military Servicemen for all that they do for us
today i put the picture of the inside of barricks, i have been talking about, that got bombed, my husband named this picture my home in viet nam, if you look real hard in the picture, you can see what my husband did on his computer, he added his e.j.s. initials to his foot locker, his bed is on the left in the front, my husband isn't in this picture, he will be in tomorrow's picture of the outside of the barricks, he will be the one standing in front with his picture being taken, you will see our US soldiers building the outside of the barricks, if you support our US troops please give this auction a bid,
our men in dressed in brown and blue and white i salute you, for all you have done for us, you give it 100%, nobody knows about the nightmares of war but you, and the horror stories my husband had told me about war in viet nam
this is those barricks i told you about, that got blown up later on by the viet kong army, this was my husbands favorite picture taken in viet nam in the US army, you can see him standing in front with his picture being taken, the outside of the barricks while it was being built, i told you earlier about the night those barricks blew up,1 year before he died he had me print for him two pictures of this photo, so he could look at them, and remember his days he served in the US army in viet nam, his surgery in the veterans hospital was botched up, the surgeon nicked his brain during surgery, the surgery caused memory loss, as time went by his memory got worse, so what i did for the last months of his life, was spend time with him, teaching him the words viet nam veteran, everyday till the day he was taken away from our home, everyone would say in the end he won't recognize you or the things you teach him, that never happened, i taught him things and he could relearn them, while in hospice hospital his first and last words were where is my wife and where am i, right after he said those words hospice injected him with strong pain killers, he died right after they did that to him, he couldn't fight off those strong pain killers hospice doctors gave him
my husband refused all pain killers, he said i don't want them, i don't want to get addicted to them, they said to him that's the least of your worries now, i know now what they meant by what they said now, he had no choice, they were going to give him pain killers no matter what he wanted, after he died hospice said we had to put him out of his misery, so he didn't suffer anymore, they had no right to make that decision on their own, that's not what my husband wanted, he wanted to live as long as he could, without hospice's (what they called helping him ) of putting him to sleep for good
my husband might not have lived longer, but it should have been his time when he died, not hospice's time, the day they walked him out of the house he turned around and said to them, what the h _ _ _ are you doing, i want to go back to sleep in my bed, they told him they just wanted to check him out in their facility and would bring him back the next day, well they lied to both of us, when they called me and told me he was dead, i asked them how did he die, they said he couldn't handle the strong pain killers they gave him
on a softer note, i will next tell you about one of my husbands trips into town with his military buddies and a sergeant, they all had a pass to go into town,one night, they took the military buss into town, without permission, to go to the bar, shortly after they got there they were greeted by the MPS (military police ) they were taken back to base, they all went to military court for for their escapade into town on that military bus, you never guess who got punished out of all of them, the sergeant, because he was their superior, the sergeant's punishment was to be just like anyone else, to now be a soldier in the US army, just like the rest of them, the next day the X sergeant had to run 5 miles the next morning just like the rest of the soldiers, they all had to run on the base for 5 miles, they couldn't run else where in viet nam, away from base was boobie traps underground set up by the viet cong, and in the jungles of viet nam, a boobie trap could have been a bunji stick or something else as vicious, so they had to run in circles for 5 miles on base, that story of my husband's always made me laugh
the fox holes in viet nam, when our soldiers had to wait in them for the enemy the viet cong, he told me they had to sit in water to their chests, they had buckets to dump the water out of them, all that water was caused by monsoon rains, that lasted for 6 months, army rations in those fox holes, consisted of cans in their back packs, i think they were called sterno's, the sterno's, were separate from the canned goods, i think i was told they had lighter fluid in the sterno cans, the bottom of the sterno can was heated by lighters or matches if they would light it in that monsoon rain, i think the little tiny can openers were called PT knives, i never could use one, no matter how many times i tried one, but my husband sure could, better than a regular can opener, they had a blade on them, thinner than a razor blade, viet nam had a lot of rice paddies filled with water, there was 3 kinds of people in viet nam besides our US military, viet cong, vietnamese,and mountain yards, mountain yards were people who lived in the mountains of viet nam away from the rest of the people, mountain yards ate the rice from the rice patty fields, they knew how to prepare rice meals in different ways, they would even grind the rice with stones in to powder for cooking different ways, mountain yards were kind and gentle people who helped our US soldiers, the mountain yard women wore no clothes on top at all, the mountain yard men did
thank you, there's a new one up right now, let me know when you are looking at my profile picture, i will then show our wedding picture of my husband and i, but just for a few minutes will it be shown,that picture is on his urn
you got to see them, i have a lot more, i checked out fergi feedback today, boy is it low now, 87%, sounds like he's a looser, i bet when he said he served in iraq, that he didn't, did you get the email picture of the other bill