I'm sure it was a bit more "civilized" when your husband was there, but possibly more dangerous - I was there Oct '66 to Oct '67. My first week was spent on detail building a couple more eight man, tent roof hooches, to finish out the row occupied by the squadron I was assigned to, the 608th Militart Airlift Support Squadron. When I got there, there was only about 1/2 mile of paved road on or near the base, right at the main gate. It was an interesting year, using open urinals on the "boardwalk" by the hooches and 6 hole outhouses. Initially there was no hot water for shaves or showers, other than in officers area, and was never any near our squadron area. All nearby towns were "off limits" & there wasn't much to do other than work, read/write letters home or drink beer($2.40 for a hot case at the BX). Sorry I don't have any pictures scanned - it was a pretty bleak looking, sandy place during the time I was there. By the time I left, they had started building some "permanent" buildings, offices, barracks, etc., but it still wasn't real attractive.