Connecting the Troopers of Today with the Veterans of Yesterday.
Back during my 73-76 tour, while on rear guard duty outside of OP-70 one very foggy spooky night, I was sitting on the ground leaning up against one of the Gama-goat's six wheels checking my eyelids for pin holes, when all of a sudden I see this figure coming out of the fog walking up the roadway towards me with a flowing cape. I mean right out of a Hollywood spook show.
.I snapped the safety off of my M-16 half asleep and started to feel the adrenalin rush come on, when I sense that there was something beside me, very large and furry sniffing my ear. Talk about shear terror developing in milliseconds. Was it a Vampire and his Werewolf friend I though? Noooo, it turns out it was a Zoll on foot patrol with his patrol dog. Man my heart was beating so fast. He stopped and in a very pleasant voice said, "Hello", then he and his dog went inside the OP for a warm-up. I never forgot that, and still laugh about it today
There was this old house in the forest. It was right on the border, something was going on in the house, we were on a night patrol. We didn't stick around. Mike on my very first border duty,(I was 18,) at an op I remember the snow just like that. It was dark, cold, I was standing near a big tree trying to get out of the snow, I also thought you could hear the snow. It could really come down out there.