SP5 Harold M Howington
by Harold Martin Howington
I drove a staff car in Vietnam in the Army from March 1967 to March of 1968. I was responsible for the safety of all the Officers and top Government VIPs I transported between compounds around the area.
You could say I was a giant bulls eye I guess but my main story is about a day that I felt everything was perfect and in total peace. It was nostalgic and I thought "this is a perfect day to die" and I accepted the idea that it was my last day on Earth. As strange as this sounds I didn't die that day.
I told this story to my Mother-in-Law and she said that was God looking over me on that day so I wouldn't die. I could think of no other reason and I believe she was right.
-- Harold M Howington