x John Wendelin w-Broken arm

We were somewhere outside to Dau Tieng on the road to Tay Ninh in the Ben Cui rubber plantation. On the way out of the rubber trees, after a sweep we we hit a mine. We figured some VC had watched us and put the mine in after we went in. It blew john out of the track and scared the scout dog that was with us. Fortunately no-one was killed. But hitting a mine stops your heart for a few seconds, makes your ear's ring for days. You actually wonder what happened for a few minutes and never to recover the "few moments before and after it happens. The odd thing was that Jon was a substitute driver that day, the only day he over drove the track in the field.