Past the fast-food joints that make up the business district, the paved roads turn into gravel lanes and, finally, into dirt. Signs show the way: “To the Nam,” “Phou Bai — 2 km.”
By midafternoon Friday of a reenactment weekend, a clearing on 50 acres of private property was filled with tents and cots. Water in plastic jugs was transferred to green military containers. Participants carried their ammunition in plastic bags, making it easier for others to check that they were blanks.
The communists hung their hammocks a half-mile away, past several scorched acres of forestland leveled after a neighbor sold the timber. The burned stumps added a nice touch. “Looks like it’s been napalmed,” one guy said.
Vietnam Buffs Bring Jungle to Va.
Reenactors Evoke a War Many Would Rather Forget (Washington Post)
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