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By Joe Puglia | February 4, 2010
I remember sweeping through villages of thatched roofs and smoky smells of cooked pork, rice and boiled greens. In the villages the Marines would methodically observe every movement, trying desperately to counterbalance the effects of the intense Vietnam heat that stifled their senses. Everything would move in slow motion; time would stand still and the Marines would remain at the ready. The stoic villagers would ignore our presence and fall into a self-imposed trance as though we were not even there.
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November 9, 2006
I remember sweeping through villages of thatched roofs and smoky smells of cooked pork, rice and boiled greens. In the villages the Marines would methodically observe every movement trying desperately to counterbalance the effects of the intense Vietnam heat that stifled our senses. The stoic villagers would ignore our presence and fall into a self imposed trance as though we were not even there. Because of this disconnect tensions would build and anxiety and mistrust would permeate our intentions and theirs.
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By Elaine La Marr | May 31, 2007
There was no need for La Cañadans to travel away from town to enjoy the Memorial Day weekend and thousands of them opted to stay in their own hometown and participated in old-time traditional American festivities including a croquet tournament, French toast breakfast, family barbecue, Memorial Day service, Korean cultural celebration, music and fireworks show, 5K event and the largest Memorial Day Parade in the 34 year history of the event boasting 120...
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By Joe Puglia | February 4, 2010
I remember sweeping through villages of thatched roofs and smoky smells of cooked pork, rice and boiled greens. In the villages the Marines would methodically observe every movement, trying desperately to counterbalance the effects of the intense Vietnam heat that stifled their senses. Everything would move in slow motion; time would stand still and the Marines would remain at the ready. The stoic villagers would ignore our presence and fall into a self-imposed trance as though we were not even there.
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November 9, 2006
I remember sweeping through villages of thatched roofs and smoky smells of cooked pork, rice and boiled greens. In the villages the Marines would methodically observe every movement trying desperately to counterbalance the effects of the intense Vietnam heat that stifled our senses. The stoic villagers would ignore our presence and fall into a self imposed trance as though we were not even there. Because of this disconnect tensions would build and anxiety and mistrust would permeate our intentions and theirs.
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