During the Vietnam War, those of us in the bush, carried everything we owned on our backs and were always on the move. The water in our canteens had a bitter after-taste from both the plastic canteen itself and the iodine tablets we used to ‘purify’ the water; supposedly killing the bacteria and other parasites, but leaving those dead ‘thingies’ floating around like the contents inside of a shaken bottle of apple cider vinegar. Thankfully, the canteen wasn’t see through. There was only one time of the day when the canteen water was ‘chilled’ and that was the first thing in the morning…but, of course, we heated it to make hot coffee or cocoa. Afterward, it was tepid and lukewarm – not refreshing at all, but kept us going.
We ate C-ration food ‘meals’ both cold and heated (cold when we were on the move and heated when there was enough daylight left after settling in for the night). Most meats were covered in a layer of grease – kind of like what’s left in a cooled frying pan after making a dozen crispy pieces of bacon. When heated, this slimy glob disappears as it is absorbed into the meat; when having to eat it cold, we’d first scrape the thick film from the meat patty before sandwiching it between two round crackers.
In my opinion, scrambled egg chunks, beans and wienies, and spaghetti and meatballs were the best choices for cold meals. Either way – cold or hot, the taste of c-ration meat was either bland or contained way too much salt. Of course, we’d sometime combine ingredients like pineapple bits or applesauce into some heated meals to liven them up; or just feast on peaches or fruit cocktail – providing you had some in your stash. The popular meals with pound cake, peaches and fruit cocktail were prized and worth their weight in gold – many soldiers hoarded them to barter for items during evening chow breaks; only one of each are included in every case of twelve meals. Note: Those hoarding were usually the non-smokers who also hoarded cigarettes and used them to trade for these prized deserts.
Some of the personal gear carried inside our rucksacks were a watch with glowing hands, wallets with some MPC notes, transistor radios w/earbud, photos of wives and/or girlfriends, a camera, a paperback book, writing material / pen, and letters from home to read over and over again. That was about it! During a resupply, many of us hoped to get mail – but if somebody in your squad got a care package from home – it was like winning ‘The Publisher’s Clearing House” sweepstakes.
Care packages were few and far in-between, and when received, they not only brought us a ‘touch from home’, but also included cherished items to make our lives easier. Of course when this happened, everything else was secondary; fellow squad members were an anxious bunch and wanted to uncover the bounty and divvy everything up. Getting a package from home also made us feel that someone really cared about us which also brought up morale. Many packages arrived crushed, beat-up and unrecognizable – some even spilling its contents onto the ground through large holes that mysteriously appeared during transit, but each one was special and held many treasures – items that we’d requested in earlier letters home.
Every package included tins of “cookie crumbs” broken up, and pulverized – home-made chocolate chip, peanut butter, almond, and butter cookies; scooping handfuls into our mouths and chewing slowly to savor the taste. It was like a visit to Heaven!
Other treasures included sweetened Kool-Aid, Tang, lemonade, and gourmet instant coffees were excellent at camouflaging the taste of our water; Heintz-57, Tabasco sauce, and mustard enhanced the taste of our food; suckers, hard candy and packs of chewing gum helped keep our mouths lubricated while humping or during nightly guard duty; small cans of Spam, tuna, Vienna Sausages, Campbell soups, deviled ham, sardines, corned beef hash, popped bags of popcorn (usually ended up as cushioned filler inside the box), melted chocolate bars, pretzel rod pieces, letters and cards from family, magazines, home town newspapers and Sunday comic sections usually rounded out the bounty. Many of the Mexicans, Puerto Ricans, and southern gents always received various colored peppers from home and would eat them like potato chips. Needless to say, many of us – me included – wanted to try one. What a huge mistake! We ALL learned our lessons after only taking one bite.
The recipient of the package always got first dibs and took what he wanted, and then everyone else would take turns until it was gone and the packaging burned and ashes buried. Single items like condiments were shared within the group nightly and life in the jungle was just a little bit better for the next week or so.
After providing feedback to senders on the shape of the package and its contents, the next shipments were much improved and cookies were whole again and usually devoured first. I remember my mother sending me a canned ham in one of the packages I received. If you read my book, “Cherries”, then you know the squad took turns carrying that five pound container for three days in anticipation of a grand meal on the third day.
When everything was ready and the can was finally opened – the ripe scent of spoiled pork flashed through the perimeter and almost resulted in a revolt by fellow platoon members. Thankfully, once everything was buried, and cleaned up, the smell dissipated and fortunately, we didn’t have to relocate to a different position. We all shouldered the blame because none of us took the time to read the can and see “Keep refrigerated” printed in large block letters on the side. I was the brunt of jokes about my poor mom for the next couple of weeks, but it was all in fun and between us brothers. None of them would accept the excuse that mom couldn’t read English because they knew she personally wrote most of the letters that I received. Still, they appreciated the gesture – each wrote individual ‘thank you’ notes which I included in the next couple of letters home.
Prior to Christmas, mom sent a package containing a small table top Christmas tree complete with lights, garland, and tiny ornaments. I was lucky that we were in Cu Chi for stand down, otherwise, it would have to be buried with the trash as I wasn’t going to try and hump it through the jungles. We did put it together and as it turned out, had the only holiday decoration within the company, which solicited visits from those staying in the other hooches. Note the coffee cans above with individually wrapped home baked holiday cookies. (I’m on the left looking away)
Most holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, and other personal milestones came and went without fanfare. However, when receiving a care package from home, it was a time for a celebration. When multiple packages arrived on the same time – it was a treasure overload!
What about today’s soldiers? The following is a list of recommendations courtesy of J.O.S.H. – a group that will create a package to send for you. Their website: https://www.justoursoldiershelpers.org/care-packages.html However, be advised that this is not a personal endorsement, because there are tons of websites out there that will build and ship a package for you…or…you can still build one and ship it yourself.
These are some of the items usually included in packages today:
Food/Snacks
Beef Jerky/Slim Jims (Short Type)
Nuts (All Kinds)
Tuna (Foil Pouch)
Coffee (One pound bags or smaller, ground Only)
Crystal Light, Gatorade, Mio, Propel (Individually Packaged Water Flavors)
Hygiene Items
Antiperspirant/Deodorant (Axe, Degree, Dove, Right Guard – solids only)
Baby Wipes
Body Wash (Axe, Dial, Dove, Nivea, Old Spice)
Razors (Schick, Gillette – good, lubricated razors only)
Shaving Gel (Squeezable tubes only. We cannot ship aerosols of any kind.)
Other items we ship are:
Canned Chili and Soup (Pull Top Cans)
Canned Fruit (Pull Top Cans)
Chicken and Tuna Salad (Foil Pouch or Ready to Eat Kits)
Dried Fruit
Easy Mac in Cups
Granola Bars/Energy Bars/Protein Bars
Instant Coffee (Individually Packaged)
Microwavable Popcorn
Pop Tarts
Protein Shake Powder
Pumpkin Seeds
Rice Krispie Treats (Winter months only)
Sandwich Crackers
Sunflower Seeds
Trail Mix
Note: Pork products cannot be shipped to the Middle East, so no Vienna Sausages, please.
Hygiene Items
Bar Soap
Chap Stick, Carmex, Blistex
Dental Floss
Eye Drops
Fabric Softener Sheets (small boxes)
Feminine Hygiene (Tampax Sport, Playtex Pearl, Always Pads)
Foot Powder
Laundry Detergent – (Small bottles of liquid detergent or small bags of laundry pods)
Lotion (Hand and Body – Bath & Body Works is a big treat for females)
Q-Tips (Q-Tip brand only, no large packages please) Toothpaste/Toothbrush
Over-The-Counter Medications (Nothing with aspirin and no sleep-aids)
Advil
Antacids
Bengay
Cough Drops
Icy Hot
Motrin
Neosporin
Tylenol
Miscellaneous
Air Fresheners (Solids or Stick-Ups)
Black Ink Pens and Mechanical Pencils
Black or Green Boot Socks (Cotton or Wool)
Brown/Black Hair Ties for Female Soldiers
Hand Warmers (October through February only)
Socks, White or Black (must cover ankle, no logos)
Winter Hats (Wool)
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Thanks, mom and my younger sis, Christine! Your packages to me were always a wonderful surprise – those of us in the First Platoon were always grateful for your gifts from home and for making our days in Vietnam more tolerable and special…in more ways than you’ll ever know! RIP MOM! I miss you!
What about you readers…did you receive packages when deployed? Who usually sent it and what was the best package you received?
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Thank you so much for sharing. This brought back my memories of creating care packages for soldiers I didn’t know. I was in high school, and there was an effort on to send packages to soldiers, especially ones who might not be receiving anything. I don’t think I ever understood until now just how much those packages might have meant to some soldier.
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about the importance of boxes.
Most of the people
dont know about this.
Thanks for this amazing post!
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Thanks for this website and all those who shared their comments – and thank you all for your service to our country. My brother, Warren, was in Vietnam in ’67 – First Platoon, Third Squad, Charlie Company, 39th Infantry, 9th Infantry Division. He was a combat platoon Sergeant by the time he rotated home. My job, as his brother who was left behind, was to take the ‘Care’ packages to the post office on a regular routine. Warren loved Salami, so each Care package had an assortment of goodies, but always one big long stick of Salami. Our Mom, prepped the boxes and I’d take them to the Post Office – a minimum of one per week, often two. Letters were sent every other day. The ladies at the Post Office knew I was there to send packages and mail to Warren, so they would take me out of line to make sure our deliveries were handled first. Charlie Company was the tip of the spear and out in the field for long periods. Warren reported one patrol lasting 76 days away from basecamp – so he had quite a few boxes stacked up when he got back to “Camp Bearcat.” Warren sent back notes on C-Ration boxes and told us what to pack in the Care Packages. In 2010, Warren finally wrote up his “story” in a book titled: “Tally-Ho Green.” He still attends his military reunions and the topic of mail and meals is always “chewed” over. God bless. -Allen Weitzel
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I remember getting care packages from home. Mom sent them, but only at Christmas time. Christmas of ’71, we received ditty bags from a church group in Chicago. I sent them a thank you. Popcorn and crumbled cookies were the filler for the packages. Guess that’s why I kind of like the popcorn tins you can get at Christmas time around here, and else where.
I do help the ‘Blue Star Mutha’s’ pack troop boxes every 4th Thursday of the month to send to the troops in Iraq, Afghanistan, and other foreign deployments. Every little bit helps.
I served with the 125th Avn Co. (ATC), 8/70-2/72, as a Ground Controlled Approach Specialist.
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Great post John. I don’t recall getting a care package, but I do remember other guys in the barracks getting them. Anything from home was treasured. I was terrible about writing letters, but my wife sent one once a week. My dad wrote me a couple times, never heard from others in the family. I love that you guys in the field shared. I’m sure it made it more special.
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My favorite part was that they shared and then they all wrote letters in the same envelope to the giver.
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My dad made the BEST peanut-butter fudge so I asked him to send me some. He whipped up a batch and sent it right away but it never showed up till 6 months later! That package looked like it had been dropped kicked from the states to Nam but no holes in the box. When I opened the package the fudge was hard and had green mold growing on it. My squad mates and I looked at each other, then broke out our kbars and scraped the mold off before eating every piece and crumbs , best damm fudge I ever ate!!
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Others have also commented on FB groups that they would also scrape off mold and other hairy additions to cakes, etc. and also ate them up. It’s like seeing an ant in your spoonful of c-ration food and not thinking twice about eating the extra morsel…
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Just had a quick read, will post addl. later, but couldn’t help but notice. Pull top cans of tuna,meat, What? The Gov does not issue “John Wayne’s anymore???? Can’t believe can no include Pork in Care Packages from home even for self consumption.
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What a great way to bring some good memories back. My hoochmates and I had it made. Mom sent one every other week and all the best stuff. Never enough Slim Jim’s, so one week I got 2 care packages both were a case of Slim Jims, so we collected lots of warm San Gagoo and tiger tail beer and ate and drank till gone. Man,,, was the three holer ripe and painful that morning.Everyone was praying for the Ice Cream that never came through. LOL
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When we were in Lebanon the fire department in Schenectady New York sent us care packages addressed to any Marine there were books pogue bait and a shaving bag I still have and use to this day when I travel .those care packages mean so much when so far from home
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Great Article!! You hit it of the park I was in 2/12 25TH 68-68 . You brought back a grunt life .
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I enjoyed it, it brought back some pleasant memories. My Mom would send me 2 large family size bottle of Tang, that sure made that damn green water we had on board our Helicopter (CH47). Welcome Home to all my Brothers and Sister. A/228ASHB, 1st Cav Bn (AM) ’68-’69!
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I remember getting packages just prior to and following Christmas. One package was three jars of jelly from my Aunt Ruby…it contained strawberry, raspberry, and blackberry jellies…but the blackberry jar was broken. A “special” package from my Mom and little sister contained a beef sausage that was about six inches long and two inches in diameter…I’d take a bite off it every once in a while, it was spicy, and then put it back in my field jacket pocket…left quite a large greasy stain on my jacket, but I believe the smell kept the mosquitoes at bay. I also received a check once from a friend’s mother for $10 for my birthday. I don’t know whatever happened to that check, it seems it got lost and was never cashed. Cookies never lasted more than a day or two and got brick hard quickly. Chocolate bars were gooey messes once the package got opened.
Our company got presents from a grade school in the states…along with a letter from a fourth grader. I got a new toothbrush (the girl had heard that we were brushing our teeth and cleaning our rifles with the same toothbrush!). I also got hard candy…always a treat. A tent-mate got a canned mixed drink…I could never persuade him to trade with me (I was legal age, he wasn’t). His letter stated that the parent had been in WW2 and a mixed drink was desired while he was overseas.
Even more than the presents, I cherished the letters from home. Somehow, they were all lost, so all I have are a few that I’d written to my sister (She’s the greatest!). Any news from the homefront brought a sense of ‘normalcy’ to that crazy (foreign) life we were living in Vietnam.
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