Bill and I were and are the very best of friends. We both served in 4th platoon of Delta Co. The image of Bill sitting next to his M-60 was taken just before he was killed by a B-40 rocket atop Dogbone FB. We had humped all day long and when we got to the FB. we rebuilt our defensive bunkers right off. When we finished, I said to Bill, "You look like Hell." He said you look like Hell too! We decided to get cleaned up a bit so we got out our canteens and steel pots and went to work. After the spit shine, Bill gave me a C-rat cup of coffee and we sat there and smoked a cigarette talking about the day. ?
?We both heard the pop of mortars being fired from below - the call went out, INCOMING. Bill's last words I heard were; "Dam those fucking gooks." The gooks also fired a B-40 and as Bill dove for his bunker that round followed him in. Bill was killed by that rocket, I am unclear if anyone else was wounded or killed. ?I heard what we all dreaded to hear, Bill was hit. All knew how close I was to Bill and I was told to stay back. Bill was snapped into a poncho. I went up to Bill before the Huey came in, I cried and said I would not forget him. Each time I go to Washington, D.C., I go to the wall and leave a large 11 1/2" x 17" picture narrative of Wild Bill Harrington. It is titled, the Long Green Line.