In 1968 I left my job as a peace officer and became a "stewardess" on a charter airline. Many of our charters were flying troops into and out of Vietnam, and after I stopped flying I returned to that beautiful battered country, where I lived for a year as a Red Cross donut dolly. Join me as I relive that intense journey.
In 1968 I left my job as a peace officer and became a "stewardess" on a charter airline. Many of our charters were flying troops into and out of Vietnam, and after I stopped flying I returned to that beautiful battered country, where I lived for a year as a Red Cross donut dolly. Join me as I relive that intense journey.