MACV REMFs

I worked HQ MACV DMA (Data Management Agency) - that where you worked?

 

Greetings, Mike...that's a fine old Irish name you have there...Golly, I looked and saw that term, REMF, and then went and looked at dates when it was posted last...land sakes, almost 10 years since those old members posted. Perhaps you'll get a response to your seeking someone who had served with your organization back then...Laughingly, I recall back when Seabee units I was in country with would be referred to as REMFs....then that title was damned offensive when rocket damage and destruction was still being cleaned up around camp or rolling construction stock and equipment was being hauled in, damaged or destroyed by Sapper action, up close and personal... thank you for you long and dedicated service Mike...stick around and tell us about your experiences...Chief

 

Thank you, Rooter. Actually, the full name is Michael Patrick O'Leary. My brother Joe was in country with me for 2 tours as a crew chief. He later became an officer so he could pilot his beloved choppers. He retired as an Army Major. My other brother Rick is still in - in the Air Reserves as a Lt. Colonel. My youngest brother retired from the navy as a Senior Chief - he spent most of his time as Chief of the Boat on nuclear subs.

I agree with you; the term REMF sure didn't mean free from danger. I was blown out of a Huey many hundred feet in the air (I blacked out and suffered only broken feet and ankles). On a subsequent tour, I was blown through a bunker opening. Instead of being bent over forward, I was bent over backwards and my back snapped and my left arm was torn loose of the socket.

All this and I was mainly a Siagon warrier! I live in Landenberg PA and just closed my business down last year. Good to hear from you. Name/Address?

 

Well Mike, you sure got the hurts plastered on you...Fortunately, for me, except for some skid marks and road rash, getting to the mortar holes in camp, I never got touched...heard and seen a lot ..those memories come galloping back often in the nighttime to the point I gave up my long time bed partner!! She was tired of my less than romantic antics!!! My maternal grandfather was Irish and so proud of his heritage...He could run faster, drink more whiskey, love more women, chop more wood that anyone, even another 'MICK', he called them! Here you go Mike: rooterjohnw@msn.com .Chief