Connecting the Troopers of Today with the Veterans of Yesterday.
hey kennedy, i remember you and perry,and sgt.simmons sh ammin in the motor pool everyday!!!!
I was there from 82-85 but not sure I remember you. I do remember Cpt Cruze and the runs. I rememeber the day about 20 of us fell out because we were tired of the runs. I was in 1st Plt but only remember a few names.
I remember my first day in 3rd Squadron February 1973. About six of us arrived in the middle of the night from Stuttgart on a chartered bus. They didn't know what to do with us, so they put us all in a room on the first floor of K-Troop to get some sleep, telling us that someone would be around in the morning early to collect us and get us to our new units.
We were all tired from being on the bus all day long, so we turned in shortly after arriving. We knew nothing about where we were at, only that the squadron was responsible for a portion of the Czech border. Hell, I though Amberg was on the border, and couldn’t wait to get up in the morning and look across into Czechoslovakia.
Anyway, we had all just gotten to sleep when we heard this really loud air raid siren screaming it’s alert. We of course knew nothing at all about anything that was happening. I looked out the window and all I saw were soldiers running in all directions getting dressed and loading up their combat gear. Nobody was walking, guys had weapons and everybody was moving hard and fast.
All I could think was they waited till I got there to start a war. Thinking that Czechoslovakia was not far away I expected to see T-34 and 62’s coming up the road to Pond Barracks. I stopped someone running past our door in the hallway and asked the guy what was going on, and the smart ass said, “WAR brother, you better get in uniform and find your gun.” Then he laughed and ran away? Turns out it was just a drill, one of many I would participate in over the next 3+ years.
.That was my first few hours in K-Troop, and the beginning of an experience of a lifetime.
Late May, 1974, the train from Nurnburg arrived well after dark. Never saw anything of what the outside looked like. We were told that there would be someone at the bahnhof to meet us and take us to Pond Barracks. We stepped off the train, looked around, and then went down thru the tunnel under the tracks to come up in the bahnhof, still nobody. From somewhere we found a phone number and called it and again were told that our ride was coming. Must have waited an hour or two and we decided to take a taxi, remember those creme colored Benz's, some of them manual trannys? He let us out at the gate and once we cleared the gate we headed to the first building inside the gate we saw....that was I Troop. Someone from S-1 came down and took our orders back with him. Seemed like it took hours for him to get back to us.There were four of us, and I had gone to 11E AIT at Knox with one of them. Cant remember any of their names anymore. One went to I Troop, two to L troop and I was directed across the parade ground to K troop. The CQ, a Nam vet E5 SGT, showed me a room, got me some sheets and told me to crash there and he would make sure to get me up for Reveille. I dont remember much of the next day other then meeting Donnie Hawley and the guys I shared a room with. I can see their faces pretty plainly still but no names come to mind. All three of them were draftees with only a few months left at most. All in all a pretty cool bunch of guys and they quickly filled me in on all the bs and how the system worked. Within a few weeks we went on a FTX right outside of town past the german panzer kaserene where a couple of years later I was to find my future brother-in-law (german national) was posted with the german army. The girl I met, married after getting out, and still married to, had a sister and he was dating her. Those german girls loved us men in uniform LOL. They were great times back then.
I remember comming to K trp from Nurenburg by bus in Sep.74.I had already been drunk in Frankfurt and Nurenburg and ready for Amberg LOL.I remember getting a bunk and then one of the Chad brothers took me out and gave me a tour of the base.I realy apprieciated this.Dave Reel took me under his wing and started me out on the wrong foot.Told me I didnt need to buy a beret they would issue me one.This worked for about a month then all hellbroke out in headquarters plt.By the end of the day I bought a nice new beret lol.I still had to pull KP on Thanksgiving but Sgt Brown gave me another day off.After that I got along pretty good.Loved spending time in the field.Us mechanics would set up camp and wait for you guys to tear somthing up.Lots of fun.