In Remembrance of J.C. Bond

I remember JC at Tachikawa and later in Vientiane. He was always a very warm friendly person with a big smile for everyone. Lastly, I can remember him sitting in the open cargo door of the Twin Otter while we were pleasantly motoring down Ho Chi Minh trail at 200 ft with his hand clicker counting VC trucks at night.

Semper Fi

Jim Pearson