KOREA Shut-up and eat your C-rations

KOREA Shut-up and eat your C-rations: In 1956 I was a young army draftee disembarking from a troop ship in Inchon, South Korea. I had no idea where I would be sent, or what I would encounter. We were conditioned not to question, but to follow orders. To the army, you are just a number on a dog tag, a pawn to be moved at will on their military chessboard. There were two things the Army could not train out of us drafted pawns: our resourcefulness and our sense-of-humor. The ability to overcome the difficult, and laugh at the ridiculous carried us through whatever we encountered.