| The UH-1 Medi. Vac |
| Viet Nam The rotor blades are bent and her engine worn out. The fuel cells almost dry, the red cross on her side is faded from all the heavy loads she carried each day. When the last wounded soldier is safely home, I hope she has a place to rest, sadly I know my beautiful UH-1 will pass away. Sometimes in dreams I hear her blades and a little tear will fall for the UH-1 and the men of Viet Nam. by John W Noe, Jr. |