This story is a semi-biographical tale was written in 1970 during the Vietnam War and was taken from the journal entries of Ben R. Games, PhD. Like any story that is told to one person and then to another, time has been compressed. Most warriors do not have their families with them, but the author's assignments were flying for the 1st Cavalry Division plus working with the Vietnamese people, and his two sons were also in Vietnam. Ben Jr., 25, US Navy; and Jon, 16, who flew as a US Army aviator before returning to Culver Military Academy, IN. They found that living in a free fire war zone is not exciting, rather it consists of hours of boredom broken up by moments of stark terror. Sailors believe in naming their boats and talking to them on long voyages. Couldn't the same thing be true with helicopters and their crew?