Steve Olsen did, in fact, go home for Christmas and kept his promise to visit the town of Martinez. Here is an article reporting his visit.
Written by Diane Wettstein, Public Affairs Office
A MIRACLE IN DONG PHOUK Because Martinez Cared
I went to a banquet several Saturdays ago. It wasn't the usual food and talk; this meeting was one that showed the devotion of a whole city to a cause. Over a year ago the city of Martinez adopted the First Motor Battalion USMC in Vietnam. Letters have been mailed from both sides of the Pacific; packages, and pictures, too. Valentine cards, made with loving care by Martinez 3rd graders went to leathernecks in Vietnam. Rewards are being reaped on both sides of the Pacific, too, not only by the people directly involved, but also by a whole Vietnamese village.
The banquet gathering was expressly for announcing the winner of the First Motors Battalion "Sweetheart" Contest. While the suspense was mounting, a rather flat package was delivered. First one picture came out, then another. The pictures (made from black and white prints sent from Martinez) had been tinted by a Vietnamese, who had guessed the proper coloring to perfection. The first two were the contest runners-up. Then the third picture was taken from the package and Bonnie Ballard was announced as the 1968 Sweetheart of the First Motors Battalion. For the second year, the men of the Battalion had selected their Sweetheart from the ten or so pictures sent to them.
At this night's meeting, the girls were beautiful, the military escorts handsome, but one young man in particular, Cpl Steven Olsen, stole the show. The Corporal is a 21-month veteran of Vietnam, who, since the banquet, has left for another six months in Vietnam. He isn't the flamboyant hero type; more like the kid next door. This young man charmed and impressed the audience of 80 people from 17 to 70 plus years like no one I've seen in a long time. Cpl Olsen would fit into any average community and would be a welcome addition. But, for now, he's found himself another place, a small Vietnamese village, where he feels needed and wanted.
The First Motors Battalion adopted a small village not too far from their encampment. The citizens of Dong Phouk needed everything, clothing, clean water, medical help, but most of all, hope. We were told by the corporal how the First Motors assisted with the building of a well and a schoolhouse (theirs was bombed out six years before); about providing medical service 2 or 3 times a week as they could, and how the people at first resisted the MedCap help. But also how they came to depend on the Americans. Now there are several interested Vietnamese, who are training with the MedCap personnel to learn what they can to help their own people.
Cpl Olsen told us of a particular friend of his, age 11, who had one shirt with no buttons, no left sleeve, and it had an enormous rip from one shoulder to the ragged hem. The trousers were in like condition and the shoes were non-existent.
Then there came to the village of Dong Phouk a virtual miracle. They learned that somewhere across the Pacific there was a town with an unpronounceable name with people in it that cared, not only for themselves and their families, but for the Vietnamese people too. Martinez had begun to mobilize. For the Martinez citizens, gathering the clothing to send to Dong Phouk was a labor of love, as was the packing for shipment. Then came another obstaclethe money for postage. This is where the Marines on the American side of the ocean came to the rescue. Sgt Major Jim Cornelius and Sgt Earl Sutton canvassed the local Marine barracks and raised $75 toward the purchase of stamps to get the packages on their way.
The clothing arrived, and Cpl Olsen's little Vietnamese friend now had two shirts, whole shirts with buttons, and pants with no holes. Soap, toothbrushes, and even a few little toys. Dong Phouk is now rich..almost.
The current project is a market place for the village where the people who have goods to trade can do so out of the weather. A bridge across a rice paddy, a new schoolhouse, a clean well, and hope for a three-walled market place. Such small things to us. Such a miracle to Dong Phouk!
In addition to Diane's story.
While visiting in the town of Martinez, Steve Olsen visited the school that had gathered and sent items to the Vietnamese village. There he talked at 6 assemblies, to approx 1500 students. Not only were the children impressed, but the teachers also. One teacher responded that this was the best assembly they had ever had. He told a different version of the war from what they usually heard on the evening newscasts. Another person's response was, "Steve came into our lives by a letter several months ago.. now he came permanently into our hearts.
Cpl. Steven Wayne Olsen was killed in action, May 23, 1968. He was buried on June 12, 1968 at Fort Rosecrans National Cemetery, San Diego, California.
These letters and Steven's story were submitted by Park and Claudia Myers. Park served with Steven in the Delta CAP units in Vietnam.
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