While trying to keep my new trees alive the other day, I got to thinking about water. You are probably aware that bottled water is a rather new phenomena. It has as much to do with the advances made in plastics as anything.
In 1966, I landed in Vietnam with our unit and we had to establish a new base. Of course, there was not running water anywhere and bottled water didn't exist. As we were making a plot of land suitable and filling sandbags and erecting tents, water was a problem. We erected two wooden a-frames from which we could hang large canvas bags containing water. The canvas bags had a spigot at the bottom which we could open to fill the metal cup of our mess kit.
We got our water from other troops in the area. I assume it came from a well, somewhere. In any case, it was terrible. We could hardly drink it at first. After a few days, someone came up with some pills to put in it that made it a little more palatable. Eventually, we had flavored tablets to put in our cups to make a kind of cool-ade. I din't drink much water that year.
Now, I try to have water with me all day long. I drink a lot of water. That year in Vietnam,... not so much.
:-)
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