There is a highway that travels the length of Vietnam's seacoast
from Hanoi to Saigon. Many dreadful happenings have blotted
this road for over a hundred years. It is truly a street without joy.
It is named
There is a perennial military insult by real soldiers about those behind the lines.
For each frontline hero, there lurks ten Rear Echelon Mothers
who supply and support them.
This story is about some of those Rear Echelon Mothers.
Meet a comical group of mechanics and clerks,
a wonderfully inept gaggle of men who goofballed
and occasionally graced the margins of