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Ever wondered what guns would say, If guns could speak:

I was made 40 years ago. Shipped from Springfield MA down to Miami FL to International Distributers. From there it made its' way to "FayetteNam" North Carolina. Purchased by the 2nd Lt. that I did my tour with, a few days before the 3rd Brigade of the 82nd Abn Div was deployed in response to the Tet offensive in VietNam. In less then 36 hours the first planes took off. The 2nd Lt and I lasted about three days before our C-141 Starlifter took off for Alaska, Okinawa and VN. We were fully functional in about 6 days
Having landed in DaNang - we spent a few days around there to get a little acclimatized to the weather and the war. Then I was onto a truck convoy to the Hue area. There we worked to push the unfriendlies out of the areas around the city and out to the west. We stayed there about five months pushing almost to the Ashau Valley..

The 3rd Brigade of the 82nd Abn Div was the brigade that deployed to Viet Nam. The brigade had 3 battalions of combat troops plus a slew of support folks assigned to the brigade headquarters company plus a support battalion. A battalion had three line companies plus support troops assigned to the headquarters company. A line company had four platoons-three line platoons and a weapons platoon. The battalion also had a red-eye section-it was an anti aircraft section armed with a hand held missile called the red-eye. The 2nd Lt commanded this section. Since we had no enemy aircraft He and I only lasted about a week assigned to that job. Next We were assigned to command the weapons platoon of A company of the 1st of the 508th combat regiment. I think the regiment designation went back to WW II but it was my battalion. We were a light mortar section. Since we were now in the Hue area which was mostly deep jungle the mortars were useless. After another week or so we replaced a Lt. commanding a line platoon who didn't cut the mustard. About two weeks or so in country the 2nd Lt and I became the commander of the 3rd platoon of A company of the 1st of the 508th of the 3rd brigade of the 82nd Abn Div. I stayed with him there for about 6 months and was replaced by a guy from the 101st Abn. Div. Since we all deployed at the same time the brigade was faced with everyone scheduled to leave at the same time they started infusing us with folks with different DEROS(date expected return over seas). Our name was drawn from a hat. We were to go to the 101st but never did. Instead we were assigned as the XO of the brigade headquarters company. That lasted about two months. In that time we left the Hue area for Cu Chi and after only a few weeks headed for Saigon. Shortly after getting To Saigon the B company of the 2nd of the 504th (I think that is the battalion but am not positive) needed an experienced platoon leader so 2nd Lt and I were assigned there. I remained there until my DEROS. There we had a few tunnel experiences but mostly set up night time ambushes.
I didn't see any other handguns used as personal weapons. I'm sure they were there but hidden. Troops were forbidden to take M-16s into Saigon so I was there in the 2nd Lt's pocket. It gave him comfort to have me along.

When we returned to the States I stayed his faithful companion for another 38 years….


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Giz, I love when you tell that story every time. I think that is really cool that you still have that little gun. THanks for your service. Keep telling that story over the years. You have not showed that pic in a while.
 
Thanks, not my gun....but someone who became a good friend later in life. Hard to imagine the places it's been, especially at Cu Chi....

giz
 
Very well done.
I wrote a story like that about a Colt SAA for an English in College, but it's past was made up.
Thanks Giz
 
i have written a couple of fictional things about a green beret's service in the vietnam war. the characters in both writing projects use a s&w model 60 .38 caliber revolver.
 
"Hello. I am a Smith & Wesson Model 10 revolver. I was shipped from Springfield, MA to the Salt Lake Hardware store in Salt Lake City, Utah in June, 1971. From there, I was sent to Wolfe's Sporting Goods a couple of blocks away. I got bought, taken to a house somewhere in the valley, stuffed with cartridges and then put into a bedroom drawer with men's socks and underwear. I been stuck in there for nearly 40 years. I am littered with cotton fuzz and bored out of my mind."
 
Great story Giz. I love seeing that gun over and over.
 
Hi. I am a WWII vintage 12ga Winchester pump lost somewhere here in Vietnam, nearly all rust now. I was, very briefly, the constant companion of a flying truck driver over here in 69. I never did anything heroic, and my owner's Honorable/medical was non combat related. He didn't have a snubbie Smith, as he has several of now and I never had to protect him from anything but I suspect I might have been a tad more effective than the Smith if needed me. Bit larger, of course. :-). Dave
 
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The only ones I'd be concerned about are the ones I had when I was in my early 20s. If any of those could speak I'd probably say "You're a big fat total liar & can't prove anything!"
 
Well , I don't have any weapons or friends left that I am in contact with (kinda preffered) anymore. I was a crew chief/doorgunner on a helo in , Let's say, MAG-36 at Phu Bai just outside of Hue in 1967/1968 and was a short-timer getting ready to come home in late April 1968 , just a few months away.

Started out carrying a M&P .38spl and quickly changed over to a 1911 on my hip but the M-14 was always there as the "Wingers" weren't issued the m-16 yet. I was glad about that as my old M-60 used the same ammo as my m-14 , just need to "unbelt it" and sort out the tracers. I had a little time (rarely) to do this on flight maneuvers but mostly did it in the hooch. We were flying most of the time, though and were busier than ever.

Had some real intense experiences in the Nam but did not keep a weapon from there. I often thought of it, though.

Semper Fi , Carl
 
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Some of mine have told tales of being possessed by bad people, followed by being stored in a police evidence locker, after which they went to court and finally were auctioned off to an LGS and sold to me.

One of mine told me about sitting in the holster of an armed security guard for years and not getting to do any work.

Another told me it's story of being a lonely nightstand gun.

Poor things.
Good thing I show them plenty of love.
 
Hi, I am a Model 616, the gun S&W never made but should have. I left MA as a Model 66 with 4" barrel. We were the "wave of the future" back then and boldly went out to be carried by uniformed officers on patrol all over the country. I got sent to a quiet town and spent several years riding around in a holster and only getting to come out and be fired on qualification days. A fast talking contract salesman convinced my Department that we needed to be replaced, so I was traded in and sent to a big warehouse. A bunch of us got gathered up and carried to a gun show in Northern VA where I was handled, fondled and otherwise insulted by a number of folks before a fairly young school teacher bought me... a school teacher!! :eek: I was pleasantly surprised though to find out that he was an enthusiastic shooter and a Life Member of the NRA. He took me to a friend's home where there were lots of guns of all sorts and a whole lot of parts that came from a recently deceased gunsmith named Fred Schmidt. My new owner and his friend carefully took me apart and replaced any part with any wear with all new, carefully matched parts... WOW, I felt like a new gun! :D I also got a new set of these cool "Combat" grips and we went to a lot of indoor and outdoor ranges where I got to show my stuff more than any time in my life. Then when the boss got interested in "real world" defense training using PPC events, I got a transplant. My well used 4" barrel was replaced with a brand new 6" barrel and I sent a lot of 158 gr SWCs down the range toward those man silhouette type targets. What a great time that was.

Then the boss moved on to other things for a while and I was kept locked away in a safe for much of the next 10 years. Oh why did he get so excited about those old single shot rifles? Didn't he know that I could be more fun than any of them? Then it happened; the boss came back to his roots and started shooting revolvers again, mostly those little pipsqueek 32 caliber I-frames, but at least I got out occasionally. Somebody told him about the new 327 Federal Magnum cartridge, and after much thought and discussion, he decided he ought to have one on (Glory be!) a K-frame S&W. He gathered parts and even bought some wimpy little Model 67 to build his new gun, but that wouldn't work so I jumped up and shouted, "Me, me, use MEEEE!" He listened (finally) and took me up to visit Andy Horvath who has a neat gunsmith shop in rural OH. I hung out there for almost 6 months with lots of other S&Ws and Rugers, etc. waiting my turn for Andy to work on me... I found out that much of the wait was for a special barrel to be remade from a 22 barrel (Model 617) into the 32 barrel that would be needed. Finally, on a cold Winter day the barrel arrived and Andy began. He took off the 6" barrel I had been so proud to get and my old 357 Mag cylinder. He rebored a new Model 617 cylinder to 327 Fed Mag and fitted the new cylinder and barrel to my frame. I don't like to admit it, but my innards had gotten a little dirty and worn, so of course Andy worked his magic there as well. Finally! In early March of 2013 the boss drove up from his home in VA and picked me up at Andy's place. We went straight to see an old friend named Dale where I was handled some more, then the next day we took a first trip to the range. I had been reborn! Those long, slim factory rounds and handloads slipped into my chambers perfectly and I once again got to "Talk the Talk." Life is good now, and I don't think the boss is going to let me be forgotten again any time soon. :cool:

Regards,
"Project 616"

PS Here's a picture of me that first day at the range. Other pics have been taken, but this was that first, magical day!
 

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Great story! I was with C Co. 1-508 from 1978 -1981. Good to hear Airborne history.
 
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