It seemed a quiet afternoon in Tra Khe village near Danang as U.S. Marine Sergeant James Dodson, 23, of York, Pa., went out on patrol. He passed out candy and C rations, took the village children for a ride in his Jeep, helped with such chores as rice harvesting and mashing. Suddenly he was slugged from behind. When he regained consciousness, he was being trussed, like some modern Gulliver, by six Viet Cong, who led him off into the jungle.
For three days the marine tramped bootless through Viet Cong territory. Except to offer him food or water, Dodson's escort...
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