Before our baby girl was even one year old, Dave came down on orders to go to Viet Nam again.I made the decision for the kids and I to stay in Minot, North Dakota during this tour, since I stayed near my parents the first time.I thought it was only fair to do this. Little did I know how harsh the winter can be. I had to plug in my car every night to keep it from freezing up. I had never heard of such a thing and we had winter in Wichita Kansas as well as in southern Misssouri. Shoveling snow wasn't fun either, even though my brothers-in-law came over and helped out some. We rented a three bedroom home with a real big living room. The washer and dryer hook-ups were in this huge unfinished concrete basement.
The second night after Dave left, we had a serious tornado warning. Vi even called me to make sure I heard it. The kids were asleep in their beds, so I ran down with the playpen and then got an armload of blankets. The basement floor was dirty and so cold. I got both kids down there. Laura just played in her playpen and had a good time and Danny just kept sleeping. I felt a bit sorry for myself that I had to go through all of this by myself, especially this close to his leaving for yet another tour in Viet Nam. So I cried a little and then I was alright. I think we were down there about an hour because there were several storms in the area.
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I remember several things about that time. We got a big tire to make a "sand box", i went to kindergarten, and the infamous mouse incident. LOL
ReplyDeleteObviously, I don't remember much about Dad's tours in Vietnam, but I can only imagine how sad and lonely that time was. And very scary at times, like when tornado sirens are going off.
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