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  • And more stories should be posted in the stories thread! Come on guys, we're easily talking close to a cumulative 100 years of military experience of the members of this board, there have got to be more cool stories!
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    • Originally posted by Officer of Engineers View Post
      Mods,

      Post #280 and #84 should be reposted to

      http://www.worldaffairsboard.com/fie...4-stories.html
      Agreed :)

      To keep this thread intact, I Quoted both posts into a new post on the Stories thread.
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      • Originally posted by bigross86 View Post
        And more stories should be posted in the stories thread! Come on guys, we're easily talking close to a cumulative 100 years of military experience of the members of this board, there have got to be more cool stories!
        You might want to add a zero. I think we are close to 100 with just 3 maybe four members. Colonel, AR, Lemontree and maybe Chogy alone should top 100.

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        • Keeping with The Gunny's and Captain's stories....(sorry Sir, but the Gunny does have WAB seniority!)

          There used to be (not sure if it still goes on) a "lovely" guard duty we had to pull in Germany called Miesau Guard Duty. Basically, on a rotating basis, each division in USAREUR got stuck with providing a rifle company for 4 weeks to augment the MP guard force at the massive ammo depot near Kaiserslautern. You were locked into a compound which had a 3 lane bowling alley, small snack bar, a dining facility and a gymn. That was it. We were billeted in a huge warehouse with an open bay for the troops on bunks, 2 small rooms for the officers, and arms room and an operations room.

          For 4 weeks we had the skull numbing 24/7 guard duty. By this time I was the weapons platoon leader. The rifle platoons guarded the miles of fenceline and bunkers. My platoon had to guard the place euphamistically called....the Special Exclusion Zone. We got tagged for this since all my guys had to have Secret clearances (a requirement for TOW and Mortar guys at one time) and I had that damn TS.

          We were in about our 3rd week when I was out making the rounds in a quarter ton. It was about 0600 in May so it was BMNT. I wasn't on shift but I was bored out of my skull and it was something to do so I volunteered. I am about halfway out when the radio lights up with screams of SHOTS FIRED!!!! SHOTS FIRED!!! and the call sign of my guys. I told the CP I was reacting and then had to turn of the radio....I was passing the area where all of the bunkers of demo and fuzes were located. Those and FM transmissions don't mix. So I was cut off from comms while I raced through lines of bunkers.

          I got to the site and there were already several vehicles pulled up and a couple of my guys being questioned by the CO, 1SG and the the Duty Officer. I walked over and was starting to catch up when the MP company and ammo battalion commander pull up. Specialist Joe Bagofdonuts had to start all over what happened. He reported that while making his rounds he had spotted an intruder about 200 meters along the fence line in the woods (the whole depot was tree covered for camo purposes...which made patrolling fun). With that the MP commander sent a squad down the treeline to check. As the HUT!! HUT!! HUTTED along we all stood back and watched.

          The team leader came running back and reported that SPEC Joe was a good shot. He nailed a boar with 2 rounds!!!

          So we got to the Forestmeister, the game warden and a whole bunch of other "nice" people....and got to write up a whole bunch of reports.

          And Joe got a new nickname...Arnold....for Arnold Ziffel, the pig from "Green Acres".

          And let's unjack the thread. I'll add this to stories as well.
          Last edited by Albany Rifles; 08 Aug 13,, 20:47.
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          • Originally posted by Gun Grape View Post
            My favorite acronym, maybe the good Capt would remember this one.

            School for us was in San Diego. We went to Nuclear Weapons Training Group Pacific (NWTGP). Better known as "No Where To Go Party"
            Now I'm really starting to remember things: Nuclear Weapons Training Group Atlantic- right inside the gate by the destroyer/ sub piers in Norfolk. NWAT, NTPI and 0923. Exclusion areas, 2 man rule and access lists. We had SSET school at the nucweptralant (I think that was the right acronym) and went out on several ships in port to train using paint guns. Worked pretty well in making people think when moving about the ship when something that leaves a welt might hit you in the face. For some reason they weren't in favor of buying some paint guns for us to use on our ship for training though. Something about a mess.

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            • Originally posted by DonBelt View Post
              Now I'm really starting to remember things: Nuclear Weapons Training Group Atlantic- right inside the gate by the destroyer/ sub piers in Norfolk. NWAT, NTPI and 0923. Exclusion areas, 2 man rule and access lists. We had SSET school at the nucweptralant (I think that was the right acronym) and went out on several ships in port to train using paint guns. Worked pretty well in making people think when moving about the ship when something that leaves a welt might hit you in the face. For some reason they weren't in favor of buying some paint guns for us to use on our ship for training though. Something about a mess.
              I went there back in 82(?) for Nuc arty projectileman training. No-F*#K wasn't half as fun as Coronado.

              This I do remember about the Norfolk school. The navy CO rode a moped to work and wore full leathers.

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              • Originally posted by Gun Grape View Post
                This I do remember about the Norfolk school. The navy CO rode a moped to work and wore full leathers.
                And no doubt singing that great Steppenwolf song "Born To Be Mild".
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                • Today, 68 years ago the crew of Bockscar flew into history and Imperial Japan was confronted with the final terrible truth about the future if they continued to resist.

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                  • Charles Sweeney lived down the street from my parents and went to the same parish.

                    Also his son is a neighbor of my brother in the metro Boston and is a fighter pilot in the MA Air National Guard. Met him a year ago and again last week. Did 2 tours in SWA and currently pulls duty as a drone pilot.

                    Great family who have done much for their country.
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                    • Originally posted by Albany Rifles View Post
                      Charles Sweeney lived down the street from my parents and went to the same parish.

                      Also his son is a neighbor of my brother in the metro Boston and is a fighter pilot in the MA Air National Guard. Met him a year ago and again last week. Did 2 tours in SWA and currently pulls duty as a drone pilot.

                      Great family who have done much for their country.
                      That was actually a far more interesting mission to read about. The Enola Gay's mission was a virtual milk run by comparison. Bockscar was having mechanical issues almost from take off. Lots of stumbling blocks thrown in their way but they got it done; nerve racking though it was.

                      I recall my father telling me stories of being anchored off Guam or Saipan (I don't recall which) and watching the B-29s taking off in the mornings just after dawn and their silver skins shining in the sun, only to return 12 hours or so later with their skins black from the soot from the fires caused by the incendiary devices they were dropping. He never talked much about WWII but for some reason he revisited that one more than once.

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                      • SWO,

                        Same with my dad. It was mostly stories of damage control efforts and time spent in mothball efforts in Philly.

                        But as I have already posted elsewhere he was in the thick of things as a F1C on the USS Cabot.
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                        • Originally posted by Albany Rifles View Post
                          SWO,

                          Same with my dad. It was mostly stories of damage control efforts and time spent in mothball efforts in Philly.

                          But as I have already posted elsewhere he was in the thick of things as a F1C on the USS Cabot.
                          My father started the war as a BM2, and was a CWO2 within two years. That's the Klingon way of promotion; someone above you has to die.

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                          • Originally posted by desertswo View Post
                            My father started the war as a BM2, and was a CWO2 within two years. That's the Klingon way of promotion; someone above you has to die.
                            I had a tank commander whose father started out the Yom Kippur War after the surprise attack as a cadet in Armor Officer OCS. He ended the war 19 days later as a Captain and Company CO.
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                            • Originally posted by bigross86 View Post
                              I had a tank commander whose father started out the Yom Kippur War after the surprise attack as a cadet in Armor Officer OCS. He ended the war 19 days later as a Captain and Company CO.
                              I have a story about the Yom Kippur War, and how a 17-year old (me), damn near got shot by a bunch of Marines. I have to run to the market, but I'll share it upon return (it figures into nuclear weapons as well).

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                              • Originally posted by desertswo View Post
                                I recall my father telling me stories of being anchored off Guam or Saipan (I don't recall which) and watching the B-29s taking off in the mornings just after dawn and their silver skins shining in the sun, only to return 12 hours or so later with their skins black from the soot from the fires caused by the incendiary devices they were dropping. He never talked much about WWII but for some reason he revisited that one more than once.
                                Originally posted by Albany Rifles View Post
                                SWO,

                                Same with my dad. It was mostly stories of damage control efforts and time spent in mothball efforts in Philly.

                                But as I have already posted elsewhere he was in the thick of things as a F1C on the USS Cabot.

                                Hell, you guys are lucky.

                                About the only thing my dad ever told me about his experiences during the Korean War is how he managed to pick up my mom (a nurse's helper) during karaoke night while he was recuperating from a bullet to the shoulder and hand.

                                He never opened up about how he got the wounds....

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