Connecting the Troopers of Today with the Veterans of Yesterday.
His mother and I were engaged when he was born in 1966, but we broke up and she gave him up for adoption in Toledo in May 1966. The next time we saw him, we had been married for over 30 years, and he was a 39-year-old Sgt returning from Bosnia.
He had been adopted by a swell couple, and lived in Indiana, Texas and California. He joined the Army in '84 after graduation and his first duty station was Bindlach. He said he and his pals used to get paid then board a train and travel Deutschland until their money ran out.
Barb and I didn't learn much about him during a visit in Seattle in '06, or his visit to Columbus in '07. Greg died a couple years ago, in California, from a fall in the bathtub.
If any Dragoon knows of Greg, we'd sure be glad to hear from you.