Dear Folks, During the height of the Vietnam War in the late 1960s I worked for The Coca-Cola Company as a Senior Secretary (read that as Administrative Assistant) in the canning plant in San Leandro in the San Francisco Bay Area. My boss was head of the west coast military division of the company and our basic job was to receive and process orders for canned Coca-Cola for shipment to Vietnam. Since all orders from the military came through our small office it was pretty much up to me to process them and advise the canning plant how many cases needed to be shipped to the Oakland docks for loading aboard civilian ships heading for Vietnam. For over a long period of time we received orders for about one million cases per month to be shipped to various ports in Vietnam. The canning plant was working night and day to fill such orders. It was a horrendous hectic time for all of us and we were all under tremendous pressure. One day I saw another order from the military in the mail. I had to steel myself to even open the envelope because I knew who it was from. The military. After reading what was ordered, I barely had a clue what to do about it. It was an order for about ten cases of kosher Coca-Cola to be shipped in time for Jewish Passover in Vietnam. I showed my boss the order and I showed it to the plant manager. After a conference between the three of us and an urgent phone call to the company's headquarters in Atlanta, it was decided that we better have a talk with the nearest rabbi regarding the procedure that needed to be adhered to in order to insure that the Coca-Cola we shipped was properly kosher. It was up to me to find the nearest rabbi, I called him and told him our dilemma and he graciously let me know that he would come to our plant and explain what needed to be done in the preparation of the kosher Coca-Cola. After that, it was between the rabbi and the canning plant. The rabbi would oversee every aspect of the production and I can only guess that it threw the whole plant into a tizzy right in the middle of a very tight schedule regarding the regular huge shipments. When it was all accomplished and when the ten cases of kosher Coca-Cola were shipped off to the Oakland port, we all felt proud that we managed to fill such an unusual order for the military in Vietnam. None of us had ever heard of kosher Coca-Cola but if that's what the military needed in Vietnam, that's what they got. vee