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Sclick,

Yeah, very distinctive sound (motar shells tumble through the air). I don't know that I could accurately describe it, but even forty years does not dampen the memory.

Good story and well written.

I distinctly recall one shave in Viet Nam while still a FNG.

Morning, typical steel pot, cold water, Gillette DE, goo-in-a-can field shave.

I hear something...