Tom, 409 was your bird. 533 was mine. Hud crashed it somewhere while i was on r&r. I drifted from ship to ship till i went to the crocs in late Mar. 69. Some how i ended up on 409 with penis in late Mar. 69. I was with him and Paul Heller at task force alpha a couple of days before they extracted it . Bout half way down the hole a sniper took a shot at Heller. Round came by me went up through the door and cut Sparky"s helmut cord in two pieces. Missed his head by three inches. Sparky couldn"t here what was going on so he started waving and pointing at the six pack. Seems the round went through the bulk head annd served the wires. It was time to pull pitch and shoot your way out. What a crazy place. Touch