"In 1963…there was no way I could have known, sitting in a classroom on that beautiful campus in Ohio, that by raising my hand I would be going to war in Vietnam and that I would see things, hear things and do things that most people cannot imagine."--James Joyce. The author was drawn into the United States Army through ROTC, and went through training to fly helicopters in combat over Vietnam. His experiences are notable because he flew both Huey "Slicks" and Huey "Gunships": the former on defense as he flew troops into battle, and the latter on offense as he took the battle to the enemy. Through this book, the author relives his experiences flying and fighting, with special attention given to his and other pilots' day-to-day lives--such as the smoke bombing of Disneyland, the nickname given to a United States Army-sponsored compound for prostitution. Some of the pilots Joyce served with survived the war and went on to have careers with commercial airlines, and many were killed.
The author has a very good style of mixing humor with the terror of war. About the only disappointment was that a veteran would call The Medal of Honor the Congressional Medal of Honor.
Very well written by someone who was actually there!!!!!!! I know I was there for 14 months myself! The Army considered gunships part of Artillery and slicks supplied us artillery guys with everything,so we came to know them and there callsigns very well!!!!!!!
As a Vietnam Infantry veteran, I have always held the chopper pilots in the highest regard for always being there when needed. Without them, we would not have survived. I had jumped from choppers into hot LZ's, finding the deepest depression or fattest tree for protection before returning fire - pucker factor ten-thousand! These pilots were relentless and continued to ferry and land reinforcements with not much protection for themselves. They flew their machines through steady streams of gunfire, and yet,they continued as if they were invincible. Dust off's, ash and trash runs, troop deployments and evacuations and over-head support were all part of their everyday job.
Mr Joyce does a wonderful job with this well-told story and offers the reader an in-depth look at the everyday life of these flying warriors, which isn't, by the way, a nine to five job. The book follows Mr. Joyce from the first day he volunteers to fly planes in college, through his fixed wing flight training and later reassignment to a helicopter squadron, and then during his tour in Vietnam. The author also has a fantastic sense of humor that sometimes catches you off-guard and will make you laugh out loud. After reading Pucker Factor 10, I have bumped up these pilots a couple of notches on my high esteem list. I also have a much better understanding of what these sky warriors had to endure in order to survive...sadly, many did not!
I could not put this book down. I thoroughly enjoyed learning about the author's experiences as a pilot in Vietnam, and his respectable decision to stop flying following his service in the war. This book contains one exceptionally remarkable section in which the author ties his experience to Einstein's Theory of Relativity and the facts about time which that theory offers. Real life examples which relate to complex scientific theories always provide interesting insight to the nature of humanity. All in all, this book serves as an interesting lesson about not only Vietnam, but also the implications war has on humanity.
Here we have yet another Vietnam memoir, this one with an interesting perspective. Joyce was what we called 'dual rated,' that is, a fixed wing and rotary wing qualified aviator, a fellow who flew both airplanes and helicopters. So his eyewitness account of the war in South Asia was a bit different from the start. Joyce didn't fly airplanes in Vietnam, but his background put him in a different position vis a vis the war. Interesting, given his ability to fly airplanes that he elected to fly helicopters, especially in a Cav unit. From my own experience flying helicopters in Vietnam, I was mighty glad not to be a Cav pilot. Those guys had it rough. In any case, Joyce's book is cram packed with anecdotal flying info, engaging, often terrifying accounts of close calls and enemy interaction. The writing is taut, the voice is consistent, and the author writes with a kind of panache that sets him apart from similar writers. His style has a kind of snark to it that makes the reader feel we're being given something in confidence. A flew minor glitches in the book that a good edit would have uncovered: the term 'autorotation' is one word, not two; Vung Tau & Cam Ranh are misspelled; lots of words run together (likethis); he refers to Warrant grade 5. Not sure when this reference was made, but that grade level came along very recently, around 1995 or so, I believe. Pucker Factor 10 is as good a rendition of what flying helicopters in Vietnam was really like. I recommend it to anyone who wants the real, gritty and unvarnished truth of that. Byron Edgington author of A Vietnam Anthem. A Vietnam Anthem