Curly: You probably recall that one water truck wreck...the corporate reponse made me proud to work there. Integrity is always in short supply but we have a right to expect more from our elected officials and civil servants. And everyone else for that matter.
It is really good to see you around again. Miss seein' ya.
The Associated Grocers driver was killed in the wreck. Speculation was that he had had a heart attack or passed out. Whatever happened in the cab, what happened outside the cab is that his semi drifted to the right, broke through the guard rail, and then went off the road at high speed. Unfortunately, the point at which he left the freeway was the 19th Avenue overpass. He flew off the overpass and landed on a United Metro dump truck that was sittin
One evening in the middle sixties, (I was in high school at the time) my dad, The Chief, told me we were going to see a special movie about "The War". The Chief had spent the last two years of WWII on a destroyer in the South Pacific. DD 486, the USS Lansdowne, was a ship that saw a lot of action and was involved in many key battles at the end of the war. Whenever a new movie about the war was released , he would round me up, and we would go to the El Ca
thanks, Doc...I thought so, too.
A Soldier's Story Edit This Post He was about five-feet-ten inches tall, and he weighed about one- hundred-eighty pounds. He looked like an athlete; had the smooth, graceful, gliding walk of a man who was confident and sure. He was friendly and not the least threatening, which is often th
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Germany has a lot of forests. Some parts of Germany have been under a forestation program for literally hundreds of years. They are very fond of their trees. There are some wild areas; not many, but I spent some time in a rain forest near Wurzburg...it had ferns and everything, it was very cool. By far, though, most of Germany's forests look like parks. They keep the ground clear of brush and limbs. One way they do that i
More than half of Fort Ord in on the coastal side of the hills. The weather is mild almost year round. I have seen temperatures in the high thirties one winter, and sometimes the summer temps will climb into the low eighties. But most of the time, it is a very comfortable place to live. When we left on convoys or other missions, it almost always meant driving east to catch one of the major arteries to go north or south, or one of the state highways that went east. &nbs
I have known two, both with the same last name (unless you count Marvin the Martian, then I know three).:)
I am not sure if they had the confidence...not that particular group, anyway. There were lots of good instructors, there were six teams each with about 6 or 7 instructors...so there were some.
Thanks for stopping by, Doc. Yep, never underestimate the stupidity of the 17 year old American male.
There was a split in our platoon: the Support Platoon of the 2nd Squadron, 14th Armored Cavalry Regiment (or "Fuel and Lube", as everyone referred to it), stationed in the little spa town of Bad Kissingen so far north in Bavaria it was almost in Franconia. The split was one of age. I got there early in December of 1964 when I was still 17. At the time, the Selective Service was drafting young men at age 21 years, six months. Plus any older me
We arrived on the scene just moments after the wreck. Rookie and I were riding together because his jeep was in the shop. Our convoy was running behind another instructor team's group on a stretch in the hills on the eastern edge of Fort Ord where two of the Drivers' Training Routes shared a few miles of the road. The convoy ahead of us stopped. We were already ahead of our group, doing our "outrider" chore, sort of being advance scouts looking for problems ahe
Doc: Yep, we see them dropping all the time...we're a dying breed. Curly: Thanks, sweetie...I miss seeing you, will make an effort before long, I promise.
I think this will be the last article on Vietnam for awhile. They just seem to come in streams, you know? I arrived at the 69th Signal compound (later to be named Camp Gaylor in honor of a Staff Sergeant who was killed) just a couple of days after Christmas. When I was finally processed in I asked if I could be stationed in the same unit as my brother (I didn't know that he had been moved to Bien Hoa). When they asked me who my brother was I responded with his pr
It was a sunny, Sunday morning. We were sitting on the rooftop patio at the Hoa Lu Hotel in downtown Saigon (I guess that's Ho Chi Minh City now). The night before had been a busy one; my brother, Skip, had come down from the SF (Special Forces) Camp at Xuan Loc (pronounced "soon lop"...go figure) and we had gone into Saigon together. When GIs went to Saigon, there were a number of ways they spent the evenings. Some started with dinner
In October of 1969 MC and me and our less-than-a-month-old firstborn attended a family conference in Berch
Here, here! None of that!
When you think about it, who is gonna come in the front door? I should have been a little more tuned in.
Listening to Kate Wolf singing about them golden, rollin' hills again. I was talking with a young lady Sunday who was raised in th
In fairness to myself, I tend to be a little more alert when there are people about who want to kill me. :)
By the middle 80's, East Garrison at Fort Ord was mostly out of use. It had once been an industrial area with warehouses and offices and such. But those functions slowly shifted to the coastal side of the post and what was left was just storage and a handy place to train truck drivers to manuever around tight corners and narrow streets. There was a large open area that had once belonged to the truck drivers' school that was perfect for watching new tra
Yea, I don't think most folks realize what a bullet we dodged...
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