Veteran Appreciation Thread

   / Veteran Appreciation Thread #11  
Long story, it's raining outside.
My Dad had been in the Army Air Corps and my uncle in the Navy in subs. So I was mentally prepared in 1969 to join, but my grades and my SAT's demanded I go to college even though I had to pay my own way.
I was a senior at the University of Vermont in the fall of '72 when my number, 121 (IIRC) won the lottery for the paid vacation to the Far East, all travel and food included. Just not gauranteed to return alive. I had had several close high school buddies that got one way trips to the Far East in that lottery.
The day before I was supposed to report for my physical and tickets Nixon stopped the draft.
WHEW!!

Then after I graduated I hitchiked to California for a summer vacation, returned, waited for my first future wife to graduate. We then drove to Seattle and then down to Portland, Oregon for a vacation/looking for work trip. One week end we slipped down to California. Somehow we ended up outside a recruiters office and for a lark we took their tests.
Man, the recruiters almost tackled us to join.
So we ended up joining, subject to be able to find where the Army could place both of us.
It took us a few months to find the correct "slots", sort of hard to place a Biologist (me) and a Geologist (her). They offered me jobs in research labs (studying the impact of small particles on protoplasm [shooting dogs]) but nothing I liked.
Ended up getting called by a Major at an Army Lab. They were looking for field assistants to help scientists doing reearch in image interpretation.
They took us, location Fort Belvoir, Virginia we got there after basic training about June, 1975.
Had to figure something strange was going on because they had us enlist on April, 1 1975.
Ended up spending 3 glorious years working in a lab of 300 civil servant scientists and about 6 to 12 military.
Our duties were to assist in 2 week long training classes for the civil and military in image interpretation and assist and lead studies in image interpretation. Besides traveling most of CONUS for training classes, usually 2 to 3 weeks on site, we had to go on frequent trips to place like Fort Bliss, Tx, Fort Dix, NJ, sites in Florida and New Hampshire for field work.
So although I'm a Viet-Nam era Vet my 3 years was mainly spent in hotels and classrooms around the nation. My field experience was learned in the "desert" of Ft Bliss and White Sands Missile Range.
I still have vivid memories of being on-site photographing coppice dunes and suddenly being surrounded by slightly lost new M60's.
I learned to become very proficient in firing the 35MM and 85MM (glass) slide projector.
I also got many flights in Huey's and a few Chinooks, where my preferred weapon was the 70MM Hassleblads. And they let us strap in, open the doors and lean out to take pictures! We must have had a dozen of those fine cameras.
One interesting side story to wrap up -
We were doing research at Yakima Proving grounds. I had a pair of 70MM Hasselblads one with a standard A12 film back which I used for color shots, and one A70 for B&W, which took like 100 shots and I devloped my self back at the lab. My coworkers were using standard 35MM cameras.
So 3 of us were being choppered around Yakima in a Huey doing ground truth for imagery. Procedure was we'd have the doors open, lean out and take pictures of the rocks and vegetation. When we wanted to we would tell the pilot to put down and we would take some closeups. We had to go through a short "pre flight" brief, which for us boiled down to "be careful where you regurgitate".
Now at the time Yakima was involved in hush-hush radar tracking.
So we were going around, up, down taking pics by the dozens in color and hundreds in B&W.
Then Range Security grounded us. They were concerned our photos would show where the radars were pointing which was a flagrant breach of security. But we were able to confirm that we had not been told.
Well, the 35MM cameras were no problem, they confiscated the film and sent it off for processing in a secure lab they had.
But my 70MM was GAD!!.
So the head of security takes me aside and starts to grill me about processing etc.
They figured they might be able to handle the color film,
BUT this guy had no clue about photography and kept asking me how much was it going to cost to process the big roll in the A70. I told him I didn't know, and I didn't. Based on my
past experience I was figuring maybe $5 or $10 in chemicals, another $10 or $20 in paper if I went to prints. But I couldn't tell him an accurate number, and I didn't share my thoughts.
So he made me treat it as "might could be" and report to my security chief when I got back to Belvoir and developed the negatives. Which I did, and my security chief tossed few negs in the trash, and called him back without telling him the cost.
I don't think the guys with the 35MM cameras ever got their ground truth pics back.
Taught me early on security doesn't mean intelligence.

Since my "Army" career I worked at the same lab, with many of the same people, until I retired in 2010,after getting paid to travel Europe, some Asia, all the US.
 
   / Veteran Appreciation Thread #12  
I joined up (volunteered USAF) in '83. Soon enough after Vietnam that there were still a bunch of 'nam vets in the service. Also soon enough after 'nam that service members and vets were still commonly treated like garbage by civilians back home. I would still get spit on at airports and bus depots, as well as called all sorts of interesting things. You learned to never sit/sleep alone when traveling stateside in uniform, and as soon as possible the uniform would come off and civilian clothes would go on.

My tech school was over a year long at Lowry AFB in Co (outside of Denver, it's long gone now I hear, but the "golf ball" may still be there). Satellite communications and missile warning and missile warning radar were my career training.

My first duty station was Kadena AFB on Okinawa, on a weather satellite system, which was truly sweet duty. Lived in the barracks, had my own room, drove to the shop site for regular shift duty. Only additional duties to worry about was during "typhoon season", 2 of us would be assigned on a rotation to "typhoon duty" and if one was headed towards the island, you would both head in to work and not come out until after the typhoon passed and "all clear" was sounded for the base (sometimes that would be a few days). Deployed to Korea and Philippines a couple of times and enjoyed each of those "sweet" trips. Overall the duty assignment was really the "Chair Force" assignment that other service members love to tease us Air Force guys about.

My next (and last) duty station was entirely different... I was sent to a mobile missile warning unit that was forward deployed to Holloman AFB in NM. Spent the rest of my 8 yrs active duty there. Our satellite surveillance equipment was hard mounted into the trailers of 18 wheeler tractor trailer rigs, so I also got to learn how to be a truck driver. Our "mission vehicle" was a 35 million dollar (in 1980's dollars) semi truck. It, along with a separate communications semi, a "support" rig, a parts supply rig, a fuel tanker rig, a "quarters" rig (had bunk racks in it), Water truck were all part of the same "convoy" that we would take on field deployments both in the Conus, and overseas. We were considered a "Priority A Resource", which is the same security threat level that nuclear missiles get. So we were armed with M-16's and sidearms (yes, both) and carried live ammunition in our weapons at all times. We also deployed with our own Security Police detachment that provided site security (think double "no man lands" and deadly force authorizations) along side us at our deployment sites.

I was a deployment dog for 4.5 years straight (remainder of my enlistment). We flew and/or drove to our "destinations", depending on where in the world they were. Mobile Combat Comms, missile warning. So we'd unload 4 to 6 C-5 Galaxies, depending on how long our stay was, and how far from resupply, as to how many 18 wheelers we took. You could fit 2 18 wheelers and 4 dually crew cab pickups on one C-5. Had to load the 18 wheelers from the front end, which meant backing them up the cargo ramp. That was always a good time, especially if you had a new "Cargo Master" that kept worrying about their "million dollar" airplane. The rear ramp wouldn't clear the height of the trailers. Each C-5 was supposedly $500K flight costs round trip. Anytime we flew out of CONUS airspace, we had to have fighter escorts. No idea how much that cost.

We would then convoy over ground to our "fun final destination". Drinking water 3 months old out of the back of a water truck, instant eggs, instant potatoes, sleeping in the generator compartment because it's warm in winter, or sleeping underneath the trucks because it's cool in summer (the insulation value in the "quarters" rig sucked for both temp and sound-generator was loud).

More "food memories"... at first, we had C-rations, yes in the cans. They were all expired. We ate them anyway because that's all there was. We were told if the can was swelled up, not to eat it, but if it wasn't swelled, it "should be" ok. Then we got the first batches of MRE's when they came out. The ones that supposedly had bacteria growing in them due to the bags composition (IIRC?). But we kept eating the "bad" MRE's because they were still better than the expired C-rations, which was the only alternative. The C-rations actually weren't bad, only knew one guy that got really sick. But those MRE's, man after a few weeks on those, they'd block you up something fierce.

Our job was to be deployed. All the time. In 4.5 years in that unit, I was home for 6 months, and that wasn't at a time, that was 6 months total time all added together. Once our unit went "operational", we always had 2 separate deployment systems up and operational somewhere in the world. Always. There were 6 identical "system sets" that would rotate in and out of our unit garrison, with separate crews. If one system "went down", that meant that somewhere, another of our systems had to start up to take it's place. Sometimes with very little warning.

The phone would ring in the middle of the night, "Bring bag #5 and report to duty". Bags were numbered with climate to be deployed in. Separate from your normal bags, for chem warfare eq, normal duty BDU's, and your sleeping bag and deployment gear, web belt, canteens, entrenching tool, ammo pouches, etc. So you "knew" by bag number if it was desert, arctic, etc... And off you'd go, maybe 2 months, maybe 6. Wife sees you leave, no idea when you'd be back or where you were going. No contacts to home allowed. None of this "video calls to home" B.S. (Algore hadn't invented the internet yet). Then you'd rotate back to garrison, walk back in the door, "Where'd you go?", can't tell you. "How long will you be home this time?" Can't tell you.

Good times.

Objective was to be as far away from any "targets" (a.k.a. "civilization") as possible to "survive" the first waves of nuclear attack. But after about the 3rd wave, we really wouldn't be needed anymore. Nobody left to talk to, and nothing left to shoot or get shot. We had direct sat link to NORAD, and the 3 airborne command posts. Also had LOS radio, if airborne command post was able to fly over. We were to call in the launches, track the warheads, and transmit where the warheads were targeting. Fun fact. It takes 15 min for an ICBM, fired from former USSR to impact a target in CONUS. Even better, it takes 6 minutes for an under sea sub launched missile to hit targets in CONUS from off the US seaboard.

Only sweet duty was when the fixed ground station at Kapaun AS, Germany went down for total refit. We got to deploy inside their installation for 6 months. Got to stay in base billeting, real beds, real food, and actual "shift work", so when you were off duty, you could actually do things and sight see. It was great.

Trivia time, I "saw" the space shuttle Challenger blow up. We were "watching" the launch. We knew what happened the instant the system started counting "warheads". Basically the computer started trying to calculate trajectories and impact points for all the pieces of the shuttle once it exploded. It was too much for that IBM mainframe and it crashed at around 4000 pieces. As soon as it went "boom" the red phone was ringing (yes, just like in the movies, there really was a Red Phone).
 
   / Veteran Appreciation Thread #13  
Dad retired from the USAF 50 years ago this past June. 22 years enlisted, SMSgt. He was in Korea during the "Conflict" and in Viet Nam from '69-'70. I remember listening to cassette tapes he sent when he was there. His last duty station was Travis where we saw POWs return from Hanoi. I'll never forget how gaunt the servicemen looked in their uniforms as they de-planed.

Brother retired from USAF 6 years ago. 20 years (+4 at USAFA), Maj. He got to meet (repeatedly) Chuck Yeager when he was on the flightline at Edwards. The General was still getting flight time in F15s. He still works as a civilian for USAF (GS15).
 
   / Veteran Appreciation Thread #14  
6 years in the Army Reserves fullfilled my obligation...trained as a Medic and later as a Lab Technologist..discharged as SGT. Never got a D-214 and never ask anything from the government or business for my little contribution.

Thanks to all past and present for your service.

Cheers,
Mike
 
   / Veteran Appreciation Thread #15  
Happy birthday to the US Marines, and Happy Veterans day tomorrow. I was in my compulsory duty in Norwegian Army Light Anti Air artillery. I was a radar tech by civillian trade, they made me a truck driver/assistant cook. 31 years ago........but I had my own MaDeuce.
 
   / Veteran Appreciation Thread #16  
Happy birthday to the US Marines, and Happy Veterans day tomorrow. I was in my compulsory duty in Norwegian Army Light Anti Air artillery. I was a radar tech by civillian trade, they made me a truck driver/assistant cook. 31 years ago........but I had my own MaDeuce.
US Navy for 21 years, hard to tell how many countries I saw. Spent about seven years in the Philippines at NAS Cubi Point. Many port calls at Subic Bay and Cubi Point. Made Chief first time up remained a CPO for ten years. Spent years riding carriers around the world and have flown aound the world about ten times. Had maney odd duty stations. Traveled all of Asia and worked with Army, Air Force and Marines along with the RMAF and RTAF in Malysia and Thailand. Finely got into the UA health care system and use it for all my medical care at no cost.

mark
 
   / Veteran Appreciation Thread #18  
Marines. 91-2000. Got out as a SSgt. Starred out as a diesel mechanic.

Started out at 9th motors on Okinawa. Then to 2nd Tanks at Lejeune. Both of those units are now disbanded.

In 94 went to sunny Cuba at gitmo for 6 months to assist with all the Cuban and Haitian refugees. ( 2nd best time in the military)

Got back to Lejeune and it was re-enlistment time. Career jammer wouldn't leave me alone so the smart ass I am, said I would only re enlist was to go to AK. I didn't know they have 12 active duty Marines stationed there and a spot opened. Got a bonus and orders to Co E, 4th Recon BN as I&I. Basically, active duty that trains reservists.

Easiest job for a Marine, training reservist on an air force base.

Did my last year back in Okinawa on camp foster at support BN. Couldn't stand it.

Only place that has an open slot for my MOS was at pendleton after the Okinawa stint. I love my 2A and do not agree with Cali politics.

Got out and went back to AK
 
   / Veteran Appreciation Thread #19  
Marines 1970-1974, one tour Vietnam. Almost reuped but then we got pulled out of in country and they wanted to tax my VRB so I said no way.
 
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