Last U.S. Marines in Saigon during Vietnam War
Cpl. Randy Smith knew the war in South Vietnam was over when he was ordered to take down the American flag at the U.S. Embassy in Saigon.
“I was on guard at the senior post, just behind the embassy’s massive teak front doors, around 4 p.m. on April 29, 1975,” he said. Maj. Jim Kean told me to ‘Wrap up what you’re doing and sign out on the log book. Things have come to an end.'”
Two hours later the major ordered Smith and Lance Cpl. Duane Thomas, another guard to lower the flag near the embassy’s entrance for the last time.
“We walked over to the flag that was on a pole in a garden area inside the embassy and gently brought it down. We folded it properly into a triangle, saluted and handed it to the major,” Smith recalled.
“Our commander took the flag and the log book and gave it to Ambassador Graham Martin.”
The 19-year old embassy guard, who now lives in Venice, Fla. and for a decade taught fourth and fifth grades at East Elementary School in Punta Gorda, Fla., had a premonition after a year of duty in South Vietnam that Saigon was about to fall to the enemy.
The war was a decade-and-a-half-long effort by the United States and some of its allies to keep the southern half of Vietnam from being absorbed into the Communist block of nations. It was a failure for the United States he concluded on the roof of the embassy in Saigon 28 years ago.
“Things started really falling apart at the beginning of 1975,” Smith said. “They evacuated our embassies at Da Nang, Naha Tran, Ben How and Naha Tranb as the South Vietnamese Army fell back in disarray. After the American soldiers pulled out, South Vietnamese officers and men turned tail and ran in the face of the enemy.
“The last month we were there, you could go up on the embassy roof at night and see artillery shells exploding all around the city. The North Vietnamese and Viet Cong soldiers were tightening their circle around Saigon.
“A few weeks before the fall, South Vietnamese civilians who worked for the Americans started showing up at the embassy. They were trying to get visas to get out of the country. They knew bad things were happening because we had closed all our other embassies and the enemy was closing in on Saigon.” he said.
“Our people were telling us things were going to be okay. We knew better. It was obvious by then.”
More and more civilians kept coming to the embassy. During the final days, thousands of distraught men, women and children surrounded the U.S. compound screaming they wanted out. They knew that once the North Vietnamese Army arrived they would be targeted for death, torture or at the very least a “reduction camp” that was little more than a World War II concentration camp.
Possibly as many as 10,000 civilians lined the outside embassy walls the last day or two, desperately hoping to get a visa and a flight out, according to Smith.
It got so serious that a detachment of a couple hundred Marines from the 7th Fleet, anchored offshore, were helicoptered in to protect the outside perimeter of the embassy. They were put on guard 24 hours a day, ringing the outside wall until the final hours.
Tension was building inside and outside the compound. It had been prearranged by the ambassador and the 7th Fleet commander that playing Bing Crosby’s White Christmas on the radio was the code to start Operation Frequent Wind, the helicopter evacuation of the embassy. When Marines heard that song, they were to cut down the trees in the embassy parking lot so the helicopters would have more room to land.
“When the locals saw the trees coming down, mass chaos broke out,” Smith said. “Bing Crosby was belting out White Christmas in April in Vietnam as it all came to an end.”
The civilians went crazy, Smith said. They started scaling the embassy walls, knowing this was their last chance to escape. The guards tried to hold them back.
“At 3:30 a.m. on April 29, the first choppers came in,” Smith said. By then he had been detailed to man the gate the South Vietnamese civilians were allowed through on their way to the rescue helicopters.
It was his duty to count heads when they came through the gate. He would send groups of 50 to the CH-53s, the big choppers with two rotors, landing in the parking lot inside the compound. Groups of 35 civilians were dispatched to the heliport on the embassy’s roof where CH-46s, the smaller helicopters, landed every five minutes.
“At that time, it was the largest helicopter evacuation in history,” he said. “It still might be. People wanted out. They didn’t want to wait for the next chopper.”
“Marine, Marine, I’ll give you anything to go,” some yelled. They were clawing to get free. Men had lost their wives; mothers couldn’t find their children. They were all in a panic. It was chaos.
“I was only 19, but I became hard-hearted that night. I didn’t listen to any sob stories. I didn’t take any excuses. My job became mechanical. I did everything very precisely by the numbers,” Smith said. “I did my job as a Marine. I did what I was trained to do.”
By this time, Maj. Kean had received a call from President Gerald Ford. The commander-in-chief instructed him to notify the ambassador it was time to go.
“Ambassador Martin didn’t want to go. He had lost a son in Vietnam and he wanted to stay,” Smith said. When the major told Martin it was time to leave, the ambassador looked up over his glasses and said, ‘All in good time young major. All in good time.'”
Helicopters were landing two-by-two every five minutes to rescue those lucky enough to get through the embassy gate and past Smith. For 28 hours the rescue continued at a feverish pace. Smith stood his post without relief the entire time.
Finally, the Marine perimeter guards were brought back inside the compound a few at a time. Once they were all inside, everyone fell back to the safety of the main embassy building. The massive, 20-foot-tall teak doors were shut. A huge beam was put in place behind the 6-inch thick doors to keep them from being forced open from the outside. A grenade screen was set in place behind the doors.
Those inside headed for the heliport on the embassy’s roof. The Marines who had guarded the outside of the compound were flown out first in choppers to the 7th Fleet. That left only Kean and his 45 Marine guards still waiting on the roof.
Shortly before 7 a.m., the choppers stopped arriving. The rescue had run like clockwork hour after hour until that time.
“The sun was coming up,” Smith said. “Enemy tanks were rolling through the streets of Saigon. We couldn’t see them, but we could hear them rumbling along. There was massive hysteria and confusion down below.”
The civilians who hadn’t made it onto one of the outgoing helicopters earlier took a fire truck left behind in the compound, and rammed it through the embassy’s front doors. They got inside and ran up the stairway leading to the heliport on top of the building.
Just before they reached their destination where Smith and his fellow Marines were waiting for a ride out, they came face-to-face with Cpl. Stephen Bauer. he was guarding the door leading onto the roof.
The corporal was waiting for the civilians in battle dress armed with an M-16 rifle. Bauer stopped the charging, panic-strickened crowd in its tracks and held it at bay.
“The major got on the radio with the 7th Fleet and asked them what was up?” Smith said. “They had forgotten us. He told them he needed three more choppers to get us out.”
“In less than an hour they arrived. We had split up into three groups by then. There was no rhyme or reason who was in what group.”
The first helicopter landed and one group rushed aboard. The chopper took off. A second one landed right behind it. Smith and a dozen or so more embassy guards climbed in quickly as it lifted off the pad and headed for the safety of the fleet.
“The final bird touched down. Bauer, who had been holding the hysterical civilians at gunpoint, made a dash for it. He left a container of tear gas in the stairwell to slow the South Vietnamese down while making his getaway. The gas billowed out onto the landing pad and got in the chopper pilot’s eyes, almost causing him to crash on takeoff.
Marine Sgt. Juan Valdez, the guard unit’s non-commissioned officer in charge, was the last American to scramble onto the last helicopter at the last second on the last day as it slowly climbed into the sky. He slipped and nearly fell, but was grabbed by several on board who pulled him to safety.
By this time, Smith’s helicopter was well away from the embassy headed toward the fleet.
“We were taking rounds of small arms fire from the ground,” he said. “I was exhausted. I was real glad to get out, but I wasn’t too happy about the way we left. It was a moment frozen in time I’ll never forget.”
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Name: Randy Smith
D.o.B: 5 Oct. 1955
Hometown: Dayton, Ohio
Address: Venice, Fla.
Entered Service: 27 Sept. 1973
Discharged: 26 Sept. 1977
Unit: Headquarters company, Headquarters Battalion, 2nd Marine Division
Commendations: Navy Unit Commendation, Campaign Action Ribbon, Good Conduct Medal, Navy Meritorious Unit Citation, Humanitarian Service Medal, Marine Security Guard Ribbon, Arm Forces Expeditionary Medal, Presidential Unit Citation
Married: Katie Levering
Children: Benson, Brett, Marissa
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‘Those who fought in Vietnam have my utmost respect’
Randy Smith shares his views on an ‘unpopular’ war –
Charlotte Sun (Port Charlotte, FL) – Sunday, April 30, 2000
VENICE — “When I was 13 or 14 years old, in 1968 and ’69, I remember sitting around and watching the evening news on Friday nights. Walter Cronkite or David Brinkley would read off the number of Americans killed in Southeast Asia that week,” said Randy Smith .
“‘There were 652 Americans killed this week, 540 killed last week, 400, 600,’ they would say on TV. On and on these counts went,” said the former American embassy guard in Saigon.
“It got to the point where I wanted to go to Vietnam and fight for my country and help it win. But I was too young.
“In 1973, when I graduated from high school, I joined the Marines. I didn’t know why I signed up at that time, but I finally figured it out,” he said recently.
“My sophomore year in high school I weighed 98 pounds, my junior year I weighed 112 pounds, my senior year I weighed 132 pounds,” Smith said. “I figured out later I went in the Marine Corps because I was tired of being a cute, skinny kid.”
When he got out of the Marines, he weighed 212 pounds.
“I’ve had different emotions throughout the years about the Vietnam War,” he said. “When I was in my teens and watching those newscasters giving body counts, I knew there were a lot of people protesting the war. I realized it was a very unpopular war.
“One reason for its unpopularity was that our commanders wouldn’t let us win. We could have done it if they had let us, but they didn’t.
“I can understand people not wanting to go to Vietnam because of that. I have sympathy for the Vietnam protesters and what they did to stop the war,” Smith explained.
“But I wanted to go. It was my country, right or wrong.
“The people I respect the most are the ones who actually saw combat. Those guys who had to go out in the rice paddies every day — it was an unbelievable situation for them.
“There’s an old saying that kind of sums up Vietnam,” Smith noted. ” ‘You’ve never lived until you’ve almost died.’ For those who have fought for it, life has a flavor that the protected will never know. For those who fought in Vietnam, they have my utmost respect.”
Randy Smith was discharged from the U.S. Marine Corps Sept. 27, 1977, after serving four years as an embassy guard in Saigon, South Vietnam, and Switzerland and completing his final tour of duty at Camp Lejeune, N.C. He was discharged as a sergeant with a number of decorations.
White Christmas brought down the curtain on Vietnam
Don Moore, Senior Writer
Charlotte Sun (Port Charlotte, FL) – Thursday, Dec. 23, 2004
It’s hard to believe that the end for American forces in Vietnam came with the playing of Bing Crosby’s ” White Christmas” at 4 p.m. on April 29, 1975, almost 30 years ago!
Gail Weiss, a friend who sits beside me in the Englewood office and handles the meeting stuff the newspaper publishes, handed me a release from the Lemon Bay Chord Company. It included some interesting but obscure facts about the well-known Christmas song. The handout read in part:
“‘White Christmas’ had the distinction of marking the end of the Vietnam War in 1975. As the North Vietnamese surrounded Saigon, an evacuation plan was set in motion to bring the remaining Americans and some South Vietnamese to safety. The cue to evacuation would be a radio announcement that the temperature in Saigon was ‘105 degrees and rising,’ which would be followed by ‘White Christmas.’ When the decisive moment arrived, Crosby’s voice triggered a mad scramble for the U.S. embassy, where helicopters were waiting.”
In the middle of all the turmoil was Cpl. Randy Smith, a Marine guard at the embassy in Saigon, who now lives in Venice. He said he knew we had lost the war when he was ordered to bring down the American flag at the embassy that afternoon.
It was the culmination of a decade of war in Vietnam that wasn’t a shining moment in U.S. history. Not only had we lost the war and been run out of the country, but there was a considerable amount of mixed emotions in this county about why we were over there in the first place.
Just before the radio blared “White Christmas” the Marine guard was ordered to cut the trees in the embassy parking lot so that helicopters could fly in and land. Inside the American compound the choppers were protected from the melee in the streets.
By that time there were 10,000 or more South Vietnamese outside the gates trying to get in so they could escape with the fleeing Americans. Smith and 45 more of his Marine buddies were charged with keeping the locals outside the embassy compound. It was a big job for a small force. At the 11th hour they received a detachment of Marines from the 7th Fleet who was flown in to reinforce them.
By the following day it was all over in Vietnam for the Americans as far as the fighting was concerned. The Marines had closed up shop at the embassy in Saigon and flown away to the 7th Fleet carriers and safety. Left behind were thousands of South Vietnamese soldiers and civilians that had to cope with the victorious Communist invaders. It wasn’t a pretty scene.
And here we are three decades later in Iraq and Afghanistan trying to cope with another guerrilla war far from home and not doing much better than we were in Vietnam. When will we ever learn?
This is Marissa Smith,daughter, my name in this article is misspelled
Thank you for letting me know. We strive for accuracy.
USAF Vietnam vet of two tours here. Could you contact me when you get a moment. I am an ADMIN for a Viet Nam Vets Only FB page and I must have screened over a hundred guys who claim they were in Viet Nam as USMC Guards at the Embassy in Saigon. It sure would help me screen out posers and fakes if you could help me out. Thanks You.
USAF, SSgt, Tan Son Nhut, 1970 and 1971
One solution would be to require a copy of their DD-214. If they want to be a part of your page, it’s the least they can do. We know Randy White served at the embassy. Maybe he would remember some of those men. Maybe there’s a roster of Marines who served there. Have you looked for such?
What about Rick he was one of the last eleven and he is my grandfather
I don’t find 100 Marines claiming they were at the Embassy in Saigon unusual ?? How long did we occupy the Embassy? My little sister was a State Dept vice consular in ho chi minh city a few years ago. She told me she was constantly surveilled. Said she felt safer there than in DC. Proof of foreign service is enough. When did Marines start lying about valor?
Marines don’t lie about their valor. They don’t even mention it. The posers are just as likely to lie about being Marines. Semper fi.
That is nice to know I have the flag pole ball I got from a General
there just weeks after the fall that come from the Embassy I ask about the Embassy seal but she said no , I am the 2nd person to return back to Ho Chi Minh city, I have also made some 200 trips there, I am the one Inside Hanoi’s Secret Archives back in 1990 Solving The MIA Mystery ,Also I have been to most all the US Embassies and know a lot of the Marines who work there, I was there Fire Tech Inspector
I am Gene Knight from Raeford NC
How can I post a photo on this site, I have the photos of inside the Embassy with one USMC guard .I had to go get a shot before the MP’s let me on the aircraft, just plum bull you tell me,
they said I had the Plague or something, went with RSO/ARSO, a note I also was the 2nd person to return to Ho Chi Minh City after the fall of Saigon, Doing a book on POW MIA Pilots, hope that helps,
Gene Knight –
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My husband also served at the Saigon Embassy around this time and I really enjoyed this article.
You have to remember a lot of years passed by, and from 1955 at the old embassy to the other that fell in 1975, USMC Embassy guards were there and their time at the embassy was only one year. I have been to all the US Embassies in the world, and there are a lot of them doing their Fire Inspection
for the DOS. I also was the 2nd person to return to Vietnam before it reopened to anyone. I am also the person who got all the POW Photos from inside Hanoi’s Secret Archives, solving The MIA Mystery back in 1993.
We are in possession of a ceremonial flag that was in the ambassadors office. It is being preserved and protected but we would like to validate that this flag is authentic. It is torn and stained and possibly has bullet holes. It was about to be burned when rescued. We are Warriors United in Arms, Brownsville Veterans on facebook
I can ask the General and a friend in Ho Chi Minh city
about the flag if it is the one you have ,as you know there was 3 on hand,
The Museum of the American G.I. has the Department of the Navy United States Marine Corps brass plaque from inside the Embassy that was removed by Marine Sgt Major Carl Loker at the fall of Saigon 1975. I understand the flag is kept in a bank vault and not on display for the American People to view. Would your organization be interested in placing it in a military museum located in College Station Texas. It would be displayed alongside the plaque and right above a Vietnam River Boat (PBR).
Steve Hickman / USN
Board of Directors
Museum of the American G.I.
That gung ho, then cpl, Stephen Bauer was one of my DI’s at Dago in ’76. Working on a personal project and would appreciate any info about him and the others on that last flight