This memoir by a Red Cross volunteer in Vietnam is made more interesting because she is an Aussie who worked at facilities treating both Americans and Aussies in the early stages of the Vietnam war, i.e. 1966-67. Her anecdotes of her interactions with Americans are amusing as their is a 'language difference'. Every culture has its own slang and often this causes humorous misunderstandings. However, these are a small part of the book. Much of the book discusses her work helping soldiers recover from their wounds as she provides them with supplies and as the title says writes home for them when they cannot. I recommend it as an interesting facet of the war (perhaps any war), the work of non-governmental organizations in support of the troops.
2.5 stars The book started off fairly strong but after the first third of it, it seemed to be rather repetitious and a bit boring. It was interesting to hear about the Australian and New Zealand troops during the Vietnam War and about the Red Cross volunteers from those countries.
I really admire the author for doing what she did - but I couldn't finish this book. I thought it would be more about who she met and their stories as well, but I found it to be very much about what the author did and how great it was. It was great - but a bit more depth would have been good.
This is an interesting account of the Vietnam War from the point of view of a young nurse. A war history from a person who was not a soldier nor a citizen of Vietnam.