In 1966, Josh Morin took his first steps onto Vietnamese soil and was hit with the "stench of burning flesh," or what he now calls, "the stench of war." On his first night while mortar rounds were striking, a monkey came into his tent; when he was out driving his jeep one day, villagers hailed him and asked him to help deliver a baby in a rice paddy. In this conversation, Morin recounts his wartime experiences as a jeep driver and translator, and most significantly, his exposure to Agent Orange, which caused the early passing of his 5-year-old daughter.