Before February '65, mine was a commuter's war, where I'd fly out of Tan son Nhut at 0530 on Monday mornings and make my weekly rounds of nine provinces, ending up drinking beer at Casey's Air America bar and grille at Danang for a commuter flight back to Saigon on Friday nights. Then it was a round of CIA parties all weekend with time in the pool at Cercle Sportif, the tennis courts, the Happy Hour. Dinner on top of the Rex Hotel with a skyline view of Saigon or on the breezeway at the Hotel Continental. Breakfast Sunday's at the Hotel Majestic along the Saigon River after Mass at the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception in center city. For a change, they are all very pleasant, fond memories.
Every thought is made up of two factors, knowledge and feeling.
A thought consists of a piece of knowledge with a charge of feeling, and it is the feeling alone that gives power to the thought. No matter how important or magnificent the knowledge content may be, if there is no feeling attached to it nothing will happen. On the other hand, no matter how unimportant or insignificant the knowledge content may be, if there is a large charge of feeling something will happen. It makes no difference whether the knowledge content is correct or not as long as you believe it to be correct. Remember that it is what we really believe that matters.