I was a 12B2P assigned to the 307th Engineer Battalion, 82nd Airborne. Our Barracks were located at the end of Yadkin Extension. I would do my drinking with buddies at John J’s. A bar outside of Pope AFB. They were separate back then. I would find suddenly single wives with out of town husbands st a bar called the Sugar Shack. I would occasionally drink in Hey Street. But I usually went to other strip clubs back in those days.
I’d get some stuff at the Drop Zone surplus or General Jackson’s.
I was injured on a jump into Fort Stewart in a mass exeval.
I was the squad driver of a Hummer during Desert Shield/Storm. I was also the gunner for the M-67 90MM Recoilless Rifle. After I passed the Hummer to another and trained him up I was sent to the Machine Gunners Development Course for two weeks. I attended Sapper School at Fort Leonard Wood, where I also did Basic and AIT as an OSUT.
I was promoted to Sergeant E-5 after I had reenlisted but before I had headed out to be reclassified due to some problems with that jump Injury I mentioned above.
After 9 years it was obvious my physical condition wasn’t improving and I declined to reenlist again. Instead taking an early out to free up a slot for someone else to get promoted.
I got my Honorable Discharge in July 1997 and started getting a small amount of money from the VA in appreciation of my sacrifice.
I did two turns as a training aide at Robin Sage. The final exam for Green Beret trainees. We played the part of the indigenous locals who were to be trained and organized by the Special Forces team under direction of the instructors.
I attended Jungle Warfare School at Fort Sherman Panama. After they eliminated the award but before they shut down the school.
I got very drunk off of some green concoction they were serving at a bar in Panama City when we had a 24 hour pass to go to town.
I had surgery performed at Fort Gordon in Georgia when a broken bone didn’t heal properly which happened while in training at Fort Stewart.
I tried out for the 82nd Airborne Pistol team. I was instructed by a man who shot a Possible. For those who don’t know. Fifty rounds with ten point maximum per round at fifty yards. The instructor had put all fifty rounds in the ten ring. Thus earning the maximum possible score of 500 in a competition.
We fired the M-9 Beretta pistols. I was also qualified on the M-16A1 and A2. The A-1 was used in basic. The Division had A2’s. I shot expert with Pistol and Rifle. I never got 40 out of 40, my best being 39 out of 40 at the rifle range. I also qualified on the M-60 Machine gun, which was like much of the equipment of the era retired since that time.
I learned how to operate the PRC-77 and 126 radios. They were replaced by SINGARS while I was at Fort Bragg.
I jumped out of aircraft 26 times. 25 successful landings. They included C-130, C-141, UH-1, and CH-47 aircraft. I never jumped from a Blackhawk, but did ride in them from time to time. I even got a ride in an H-65 Coast Guard helicopter once. Those are a lot smaller inside than you would think.
I did a cycle at NTC at Fort Irwin. We started a cycle at JRTC at Fort Chaffee Arkansas.
What is funny is that friends of mine from our sister unit, the 37th Engineers died. They died serving in the forces that protected your right to Free Speech. A right that you use to call Veterans Traitors who don’t agree with your political ideals.
You are welcome. You have the right to use and abuse that Freedom because others stood up and swore to protect and defend the Constitution. Now here is the really funny thing. I’m not angry at you or anyone like you. I always think the same thing when I read some nonsense from folks like you. God Bless the United States of America.
I want this joke to be true about America forever. I never want it to change.
I remember Reagan. I remember him speaking many times. I remember his address when Challenger blew up. I remember the news running with his joke about age at the debates.
It sounds like you started out with a mission. When did you lose your way?