Written by no2liberals:
As a young man, and a Sergeant in the USAF when President Ford was sworn in after President Nixon resigned, I didn’t fully comprehend what it all meant, or what it would come to mean to me and my brothers and sisters in the USAF.
On the day Ford became President, 9 Aug 74, I was a Security Policeman (USAF term for Military Police) working hard at a very busy installation, Clark AFB. I only remember a few discussions with my buds about what had happened, and few of us even thought of President Ford, our thoughts were on the last few strange years of the Watergate scandal, the hearings, the breathless reports from the liberal media, and how we all thought this was the best thing for our country…to just be done with it. We didn’t really know about the power grab a Democrat controlled Congress had made with the WPR in 73, or the same Congress refusing to fund the South Vietnam government when it passed the Foreign Assistance Act of 1974. Events had been set in motion, that we were unprepared for, and would spell doom for the South Vietnamese.
The U.S. militaries combat troops had completed their withdrawal from South Vietnam in Mar 73. Colonel Bui Tin of the North Vietnamese Army was present, as an observer, to ensure requirements of the Paris Accord of 73. As the last troop walked across the tarmac at Tan Son Nhut Air Base, Col. Tin asked the soldier for his autograph, as it was an historic event. Years later in the book “Tears Before The Rain,” it was learned that the autograph Col. Tin was so proud of, had been signed boldly by…Sgt. Bilko! This is poignant to me, as the general feeling among all members of the U.S. military was that we were abandoning a country and it’s wonderful people at a time when they needed us, a feeling that is difficult to describe in words.
The North Vietnam Army first began to attack South Vietnam, 10 Mar 73 in the north for tactical advantage, and to see how the South Vietnamese military would react, and also to see if the U.S. would come to their aid. As this action proved that neither the U.S. would intercede, and that South Vietnam was weak, the North Vietnamese reassesed their plan, and scaled up their attack on the south. The events that followed, led to the Fall of Saigon on 30 Apr 75.
On 3 Apr 75, President Ford issued orders to begin evacuation of Vietnamese orphans from South Vietnam to the U.S. and used a special fund to do so, ordering officials in Saigon to expedite their transfer and cut through red tape. Thus began Operation Babylift, an operation I was, and still am, proud to have been a part of.
The SP’s were assigned to accompany the flights from Clark AB to Tan Son Nhut each day, in the beginning of the operation, to provide security for the aircraft, crews, and orphans. On my first flight into Saigon just days after the operation began, I was in charge of the three man team. We were very well armed with our GAU’s(shortened M-16’s), our Smith&Wesson Combat Masterpieces, flag jackets, riot gear(helmets, baton’s), and approximately 1200 rounds of ammo, each. Our biggest fears, at that time, were all of the desperate Vietnamese trying to find a way out of the country in the face of the constantly advancing North Vietnamese Army, the potential for a mass of people rushing the aircraft was a real threat and VC sapper getting through to sabotage an airplane.
As we were approaching Tan Son Nhut AB, the aircraft commander of the C-141 announced that due to President Ford’s assurance to the American people that he would not land armed troops in South Vietnam again, the SP team was to leave all firearms and ammo on the aircraft when we took our positions to guard the aircraft. The top of my head nearly exploded, upon hearing these words, as I knew we were flying into a potentially lethal situation. When I asked the commander for clarification of orders, he stated those are your orders from the Commander In Chief. I went back to my group, and they asked me what it meant, as they were younger than me and I was a Sgt. They were frightened, as was I, only I was also thoroughly p**sed-off. I told them we had to follow orders, but here’s what we will do. Leave your weapons and ammo inside the nearest door to your position. If the fence comes down, and the crowd rushes the aircraft, or you see an individual or group running towards your position, grab your weapons and commence firing, and if you don’t fire your s**t fast enough, I will shoot it after I’m out.
I had plenty of time to ponder those orders from President Ford that day, and on the flight back to Clark that night. I came to the conclusion that President Ford had betrayed me and my fellow Airmen, by issuing such an order, as he didn’t fully understand the position he was putting us in. We weren’t combat troops, we were a security detail, and as such, should have been accorded a different status and not disarmed.
As the operation progressed and the number of personnel and aircraft increased, that particular order was dropped, out of necessity, and thankfully so. I have never forgotten the way I felt when that happened, and have never forgiven President Ford for betraying us in that way.
I didn’t then, nor do I now, hate the man, and I have never felt ill will towards him, as I can’t begin to understand all the pressures he must have been under, but I have never felt a deep affection for him, either.
I would like to say rest in peace Mr. Ford, and my deepest sympathies to his family and many loved ones.
Chad comments: This story seems extremely poignant with respect to where we are today, having a war decided by a number of measures and political will points rather than by what makes the most sense. And Ford is hardly the first president to wage war based on rising or sagging poll numbers, unfortunately he won’t be the last either, but how much more do we put up with suits trying to fight popular wars rather than winning wars?
Thank you, no2liberals, for your moving story.




