AGENT ORANGE STUDIES GO ON
''THE wind would blow the oily spray back on you through the open doors of the helicopter,'' Frank Garofalo said, recalling his seven months with a chemical platoon in Vietnam. ''We had special fatigues that were just all full of what we called defoliant. I had no idea that it was called Agent Orange.'' It was not until last year, Mr. Garofalo said, when he showed the state's Agent Orange Commission photographs of ''barrels with orange rings around them'' that he found out what he had been spraying. ''I was a young kid, only 20, and you didn't question authority,'' he said. ''Things have changed since then. We learned to question authority a little more.''