don north with glass of wineI hope you will find some interesting reading here and some colorful photographs.
Starting on the home page you wll read a synopsis of my book “Inappropriate Conduct: Mystery of a Disgraced War Correspondent.” There are also some reviews of the book and brief profiles of some of the amazing characters who make up the book. I think you would enjoy this book. Take advantage of this special offer to receive a signed copy for only $20.00 which includes handling and postage. Just send your check to Northstar Productions, 11830 Larry Road, Fairfax, VA. 22020.
Some other personal posts you will find unique…
“Remembering my soldier Grandfather.”
 “Slide show of my wife Deanna’s retirement celebration”
“Select photos from my years of photojournalism”
“A variety of stories I’ve written over the years”
Don North

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  1. My Platoon and Trump
    I farm in Garfield Township, Jackson County, WI. I am 71 yrs. old. I am safe, happy, prosperous and grateful for all the blessings life has given me.
    Fifty yrs. ago at this very time, I was a member of 3rd Plt., ‘A’ Co., 1st Battalion, 3rd Marines. ’A’ Co. and its platoons was heavily engaged against North Vietnamese forces in a place called Con Thien. We had been sent there to reinforce ‘B’ Co., 9th Marines. Bravo 1/9.
    ‘B’ Co. 9th Marines was then known to Marine grunts as ‘busted Bravo’. Bravo 1/9 had been providing perimeter security for the firebase at Con Thien. Con Thien was about ½ mile from the North Vietnamese border. No larger one of my smaller hay fields, the firebase had been under constant bombardment, assaults and ambushes from well positioned artillery and skilled infantry.
    Just before our arrival, ‘B’ Co., had been reduced to 9 men alive, from an original force of over 175. In front of our position, many of their dead rotted in the relentless mid-summer sun.
    After days, the fighting subsided and what was left of ‘A’ Co., swept forward to recover the dead Americans of Bravo 1/9. I remember vividly the bodies of those once proud Marines, and they gave testament to our American citizenry at its best.
    Latino Americans from New York, New Mexico and the Pilsen neighborhood of Chicago. Native Americans from Wisconsin, Wyoming and plains of Oklahoma. African Americans from Alabama, south LA, and the flats of Cleveland. Japanese Americans from Hawaii, Seattle and endless fertility of the Central Valley. European Americans from Iowa, Kentucky, and industrial North. Blowed away, dead and wasted.

    Over the years, as I milked the cows, tilled the fields, raised my family and enjoyed the fruits of a long life, I often think of those at Con Thien who would never be here among us all. In the words of another Midwestern farm boy, they in deed and spirit, gave “their last full measure of devotion”.
    Still among us all, are those whose wealth, connections and privilege were used in the usual, predictable ways to avoid such tests of spirit and devotion. Apparently, they just couldn’t be bothered.
    Donald Trump, the Republican nominee for President is one of those still among us. This potty-mouthed punk shares a place with the numerous chicken-hawk, country club bad-asses, and assorted frat boy fixers the Republican Party has burdened all of us with for the past 30 yrs.
    He equates his quest to avoid venereal disease as his Vietnam. He mocks grieving parents of our war dead. Strutting like a barnyard rooster, he flippantly bellows he knows more about ISIS than those who have fought them for years.
    True combat veterans like me, with our scars, Purple Hearts, and demons, know from our souls and experiences, that fools like Trump can only mean death, destruction and endless suffering for those unable to avoid the inevitable, ruinous outcomes of such a grotesquely ignorant blowhard.

    Michael B. Taft Garfield Township Jackson County, WI
    (c) 847-420-0940

  2. Michael…I came across your “reply” from November 2016 on Don North’s website soon after I read Don’s article in the New York Times Opinion Page online today. It was another recounting of Con Thien at this time 50 years ago. Both his article and your response have added to a very emotional day for me today. I’ve recently re-read 47 letters from a dear friend who died on July 2nd in Operation Buffalo. Lt Cpl James Larry McBride was in “B” company and was 19 yrs old. Being so immersed with his thoughts and feelings has brought him into my awareness so strongly that there are moments when I feel like I should be able to call him up. I knew the basic story of the battle in which my friend died…but reading it in the writings you both shared was even more powerful and left me with feelings of despair, sadness, grief, numbness and anger. I have been trying to write about our story (mine and Larry’s) partly to help heal myself, to honor him, and to speak for other women who were teenagers at home trying to keep up the morale of these young men who were dying for a lost cause. Thank you for sharing your experience. It means a lot to those of us who are finally trying to stop avoiding the heartache and pain and deal with it.

  3. Don North: Just finished reading ‘A Little Piece of Hell’ in the NYT. After 50 years it still rings true for me too. USN, Vietnam, 1968-1969. Very nice article and having the effect of bringing it all back. Your part about Jimmy Sidell was heartbreaking. I looked up Jimmy Sidell on the Wall website. There is nobody by that name. There is a Lance Corporal Jimmie Siddall. Perhaps the same Marine? THIS IS NOT A CRITICISM JUST AN OBSERVATION. Thanks for a well written piece.

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