I think The CH-54 ("Tarhee") should have been named the Typhoon.

I had day guard at POL one day, and the 'cranes and 'hooks coming and going absolutlely sandblasted my stuff.

Went to a cold shower at the end of the day feeling like I'd rolled around in that red dirt all day long.
all down my shirt, all the way to all my skin.
Gritty, dusty, sweaety-gooeyyukky.

what a woosboy I must have been...