Baker Site Near 38th Parallel

Our Perimeter Was Covered With Barbed Wire Rolls and Trip Flares And
Grenades. One Night Trip Flares And Grenades Started Going Off. We All
Hit Our Assigned Trench And Started Shooting And Throwing Hand Grenades
Into The Areas Where The Flares Had Gone Off. No More Action Occurred
That Night. The Next Morning We Were Told The AP's Went Down The
Mountain Looking For The Infiltrators. In A Village They Found Three
Of the North Koreans Hiding, Including The Injured Ones. They Turned
Them Over To A Marine Unit Not Far Away.
 
 

Me With "A" Frame & 5 Gal. Gas Can

Front Line Below Baker Site

Some Of The Food We Had Were Big Tins Of Spam. I Love Spam
Sandwiches. One Night About Nine O'clock While On Duty, I Went
To The Mess Quonset And Made Me A Big Spam Sandwich With
Catsup On It. Just As I Opened The Door, A Trip Flare Went Off.
I Pitched My Wonderful Sandwich Into The Air And, As They Say,
Hit The Dirt. As I Was Crawling To My Tent, Others Were Coming
Out And Crawling Over the Top Of Me On Their Way To The Trench's.
That Was All That Happened That Night. We Figured It Was Pheasants,
Which Korea Has A Lot Of.