Oh yeah lets just ask Bitter Root what he remembers about Bitter Springs:
"I grew up around the bastards... they owed me a name after all they put me throught."
"They're dead. (His parents) Got themselves killed at Bitter Springs. Served them right, if you ask me."
"They're scum. Lazy, thumped-up Raiders. Most of the time, they're drunk or high, and when they're not shooting chems, they're selling them."
"It was a massacre. That's what a lot of the NCR folks will tell you. Most of them feel plently bad about what happened."
"I was there. Saw it myself, I don't care what anybody says. The Khans asked for Bitter Springs. They wouldn't leave the NCR be."
"My parents, too. They were just as bad as the rest."
"You're Sorry? Well, that makes one of us. Bitter Springs was the best thing that ever happened to me."
"My dad, he got himself [censored] up, every change he got. Always started with folk for no reason."
"Hell he was the one who taught me to shoot. You know how? By taking potshots at NCR. And not just soldiers. Civilians, too. Even kids."
"Then he's get high with his buddies and swap tales about the folk they killed. Bunch of animals. And my mom... couple of times she tried to sell me to some waster, just to score some Jet. Even the other Khans said she was useless."
Major Dhatri: Yeah, I was there. I was Captain Dhatri then. That whole situation was a mess and could easily have been avoided with good intel. The major in charge at the time made a bad call- he though Bitter Springs was a full of Great Khan raiders, so we surrounded the place. By the time any of us realized there were civilians down there, women and children, the shooting had already started. The major froze up at the news, we couldn't get another word out of him. I took over and salvaged the situation as best I could.
Oscar Velasco: We were the Flails of God. The scourge of the Mojave, the best warriors and raiders in the Wasteland. Until the NCR tracked us back to Bitter Springs.
Papa Khan: "The Great Khans came east out of the NCR 14 years ago. We ruled the Wastes, then and called no man master. But we underestimated the Famlies of the Strip and they drove us back to Bitter Springs, where we remained until the NCR arrived and drove us here. When the NCR came to the Mojave, we thought they would be easy pickings. We raided their caravans, their towns, their camps, they couldn't stop us."