Week 22: #52 Ancestors – Military
By Eilene Lyon
While labeling family photos recently, The Putterer came across some small bills in odd denominations: 5 cents, 10 cents, 25 cents. They are called Military Payment Certificates (MPC) and they served as currency while he lived on base in Vietnam from 1970 to 1971. I’d never heard of such a thing, though my dad did two tours there.
In foreign war theaters, local currency could be highly unstable, making U.S. dollars quite desirable. To prevent them getting into the hands of the locals or enemy combatants, the government decided to issue pay to military personnel stationed overseas in MPCs. Unlike dollars, which are issued by the U.S. Treasury, MPCs were printed by the Bureau of Engraving and Printing, and had no value except on foreign U.S. military bases.

These bills were printed in thirteen series from 1946 to 1973 – from shortly after the end of WWII to shortly after the U.S. pulled out of the Vietnam conflict. When a new issue came out, the previous became worthless. Soldiers and officers had one day, not announced in advance, to exchange their currency. This helped prevent hoarding and use of the bills off-base in the local economy.
Military – and some civilian – personnel could exchange the MPCs for local currency to spend off-base, but only rarely could they convert it to dollars. Learning more about the MPCs became an excellent opportunity to ask about The Putterer’s time in the service.

He was not a foot soldier on the front lines. Rather, he worked at a communications center in Long Bình as a clerk. Long Bình is a ward of Biên Hòa in the Đồng Nai Province of Vietnam, northeast of Saigon (now Hoh Chi Minh City). He rarely left the base during his time there. His duties included maintaining an inventory of forms and sorting mail.
As for the “funny money”: most of the soldiers would hold all-night poker games on payday with their fresh MPCs. The Putterer recalls his monthly salary was about $385. Most of that went home to his then-wife in Albuquerque, who was still in college.

He didn’t engage in gambling, but kept aside about $20 to spend at the Post Exchange (where he could buy a bottle of Drambuie for about $3.50 and get some cigarettes, too). Or go to the USO club for entertainment. As for playing cards, he enjoyed a game of spades with his co-workers, or cribbage with his “hooch-mate.”
The Hooch was slang for the barracks, two-story buildings framed out but unfinished in the interior except for one enclosed room for the supervisor on duty, and partitions between pairs of bunks. An aisle ran down the middle between two rows of bunks. On the first level, you looked up at the floor joists of the second story while lying on your metal mesh-and-spring cot with two-inch mattress.
Upstairs, you gazed up at trusses and the underside of the corrugated-metal roof. The enormous Vietnamese rats ran along the top of the truss spans. The Putterer’s mate, Joe, tended to disobey the injunction against keeping food in the barracks. One night, as he lay sleeping, a hungry rodent landed square on his chest. He made sure everyone else in the building woke up when he did!

Aside from cards and the USO, the men had a volleyball court for exercise and fun. They frequently played after work – jungle rules. Though he did not have to serve in the infantry, his experience in southeast Asia was definitely not The Putterer’s favorite period of his life. Because he had enlisted, rather than being drafted, he continued serving after his one year in Vietnam.
The funny money and a few photographs sum up his collection of souvenirs.

Feature image: Military Payment Certificates in the 681 and 692 series.
Sources:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Military_payment_certificate
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Long_B%C3%ACnh,_%C4%90%E1%BB%93ng_Nai
Bureau of Engraving and Printing—Department of the Treasury. BEP History Fact Sheet: Military Payment Certificates, 1946-1973.
What an interesting piece of history! I hadn’t heard of MPCs. I’m wondering how much five cents, ten cents, or twenty-five cents would have purchased.
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Mostly snacks and candy. A drink at the USO was about a dollar. I doubt you actually bought anything for 5 cents, but it was used like a nickel would be used today.
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That makes sense. I’d forgotten that you could buy a candy bar for five cents then.
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When I was a kid living on base in Pennsylvania, I would ride my bike to the PX and buy candy bars for a quarter then sell them in the housing complex for 30 cents! I was a budding entrepreneur.😁
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New for me, too, although we were married when Guy was based at Nha Trang 1969-70.
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So they sent his pay to you? The Putterer was also married before he went to Vietnam. And my dad, too, of course. My husband says they would ask them what portion of their pay should be sent home and how much they wanted in MPCs for personal things. But they really didn’t need spending money – it was just for your vices!
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I know they sent me much of it, because when he wanted to buy stereo components over there, I had to send him money!
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That’s how it should be!😁
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Interesting! I must admit I also had never heard of MPCs. Your description of the rats made me shiver. I don’t envy the guys trying to sleep on their two inch mattresses!
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Beats lying on the ground in the jungle somewhere, but no, not enviable, either.
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I hadn’t though of that!
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He can say that he actually had a “cushy” tour of duty in Vietnam.
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I don’t blame him one bit for waking everybody up! If you have to experience a rodent on your chest when you wake up, everybody else should come along for the ride.
Did the Putterer smoke? I remember a friend of mine who was in the service remembered the smoking most of all, because he was always doing it while in the service.
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I would certainly have woke the place up, too – and all the neighboring buildings as well! Yes, he smoked for many, many years. He wasn’t a smoker when we met, or I wouldn’t have dated him.🙂
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Buahahaha!
I know that my friend wasn’t a smoker when he entered the service, but between the poker games and the watch details, it was the stuff of chain smoking legend.
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Given the amount of tedium they all had to endure, and nothing much to spend money on but booze and cigarettes, it’s not a bit surprising.
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Not at all surprising.
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Learned something new. It was interesting to get a peek into that aspect of being in Vietnam. I’ve had to share accommodations with pack rats, but if one had landed on me in the night I think I would have totally lost it!
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Yeah, the rat thing sounds like something out of a prison horror story. Yikes!
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I didn’t know about MPCs. That’s an interesting bit of history. I like the photos of the Putterer. I realize that most of the troops smoked back then, but it seems odd by today’s standards.
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It’s funny the bits of history that can come to light when perusing old photos and mementos.
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I had not heard about this! Interesting. Though I’m going to relive the rat story!!😆
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Just one of those odd historical footnotes I came across. Yeah, the rat thing could be a real nightmare!
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Very interesting. Never heard of MPCs or about the lives of those who were not out in the jungle or fighting from the air or sea. I am glad he was safe, but I imagine even being in the mail center was stressful at times.
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Just about any job comes with stress in one form or another. There were plenty of non-combat jobs, as in any war, but those don’t get much press.
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I have never heard of this “money” either! Wow, what a fun lesson hah. That rat story! Scared me as I read it. My dad used to tell me that he and my uncle used to “fight” the rats in Chicago and used garbage can lids as shields. he said they were almost as big as the garbage cans ;).
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The Wikipedia article on these certificates points out they were used as a plot in the 6th season of M*A*S*H.
I can believe Chicago rats would rival those of Vietnam (especially the two-legged kind).
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LOL!!!!
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Nnnnnope. No rats dropping on me while I sleep. This is why I don’t trust my husband when he says rats make cute pets.
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I had a white lab rat as a pet for a short time. Better than gerbils or hamsters, but can’t touch my dog.
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Very interesting
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There’s always something to be discovered.🙂
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I’d never heard of MPCs before, but I enjoyed learning about them. Really interesting post, Eilene!
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Thanks, Jessica. I’m happy to be informative!
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I remember this funny money from a couple of episodes of M*A*S*H – especially the currency exchange when a new version was printed! Very cool to it for real. And ugh, re the rats…shudders….
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Yes, when I read the plot of the M*A*S*H episode in the Wikipedia article, I did remember it. Anything landing on my chest in the middle of the night, even an inanimate object, would make me scream bloody murder!
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Interesting, never knew about this.
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It was just one of those weird things that hubby had tucked away. I had to know more about those funky little bills!
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LOL. You should get paid for all the scrupulous research you do 🙂
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Wouldn’t that be nice!
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