if burt quint thinks i'm going to talk about tv correspondents now, i won't. want to talk about the little people. i think, if you would ask any cameraman in vietnam who was the most important person he had, he would say it was my vietnamese sound man. and i was very lucky, i had a young guy, his friends, not i, called him boom boom ri. i know he was not an explosive expert. he was strong and he was careful. he was protective. and he saved my lives many times over. the only problem is he spoke as much english as i spoke vietnamese. i have to say one time we went to -- it was '68. we went to a place called fu bai that was a good place compared to dungaha and it was a good place compared to others. we were caught in a rocket barrage and you have to remember that a sound man is really the prisoner of a cameraman. because we were connected by an umbilical cord. and whatever i had to do, he had to do it whether he liked it or not, and in this case, i jumped into the deepest hole i could find as the rockets hit and the debris fell on us and i was clawing into the ea