"Toujours Pret all of you fine troopers of the 2nd Armored Cavalry Regiment.
I landed in Germany before the Big Bopper, Richie Valance, and Buddy Holly died in their plane crash.
I was home
before Bobby Darin was known
Even the 4 Seasons came…"
"Gene, are you near PT Charlotte or Punta Gorda? My son used to live there but that would be great Gene. I used to cut accross by Southern Blvd and go under around the lake and it would leave me by Pt Charlotte. Gene wasn't there another one…"
"Sig, let me know when. Frank lives about 1 1/2 hrs north from me and I would guess Merritt is about 2 hours north of Frank. Maybe the 3 of us can meet up somewhere in between for a lunch. I know you and frank have your …"
"Rest in peace Brother.
I don't know what happened that caused you to leave us. Thank you for watching my back all of the time in Germany. You will never be forgotten.
Our double date in Brooklyn will never be forgotten while…"
"Went with the missus shopping this morning. A guy saw my 2nd cav cap and said he was with the 3rd at FT Meade in 61 then they moved to (I forgot) i think Ft Polk? and he got out in 63.
I told him I was FT Meade in 57, went to Germany and…"
"Hey Ronny, How come the price of Bison is so high? They want between $30-50 dollars per pound of steaks and chops. I Florida they want the same price for Bison, Feral Boar, and Venison. $40-50.
I wish I could go…"
Harold, If you still need stories for your book, I suggest you go back to Day 1 of Oldtimers and start reading. It was very active back then. Some days it seemed like no one slept. I'm sure you could pick up some interesting tidbits to write about.
Sorry I left you out Harold. We have a condo on the intercoastal, not to far from you in Stuart. We have been snowbirding it to FLA for the last 7 or 8 years. Can't wait to get back into the sun! Sgt Goldstein, Specialist Keel reporting for duty in Troop FLA! LOL
Here is a short story as best as I can remember Harold, sometime in 1979, I was at Grafenwöhr with M company it was for either Gunnery training or Canadian cup practice I don't remember which one. I spent a lot of time there, anyways I found myself on battery changing detail for the pop up targets one day, we had plywood targets downrange the same size as a Soviet tank, they would pop up and then we would shoot them down. So they call for a cease fire for the entire impact area while the detail is down range swapping out battery's we drive down range get off the truck and then we would walk around to these targets and they were down in a hole dug out big enough for the target and all the hardware to make them pop up. Well some artillery unit somewhere on base did not get the word on the cease fire, we all used the same impact area tankers and arty. Well I am still here to tell you that you really can hear the round coming in, it landed very close to my position I was down in the hole changing the battery out and was fairly safe but I did feel the earth move and they only dropped the one round before they realized what they did, after we got the all clear I walked over to the impact spot and got a first hand look at what a 155 round can do I picked up a piece of shrapnel about 7inches long that was still smoking and kept it for a souvenir and I still have it packed away some where. No one got hurt that day we were all pretty lucky. And that is a Graf. memory as best as I can recall. I have some more stories some I probably should not write about, but I may come up with some more later. Toujours Pret.
Ok Harold, will try to relate it as best the memory recalls:
"Squadron Maintenance Mutiny" or "The March On The Orderly Room"
I was working in Squadron Maintenance, in the PLL (Parts Office) in Amberg, 3rd Sqdn 2nd ACR. One of the mechanics, Sp4 J. Chavez, who we all called "Chewy" was to depart Pond Barracks for ETS. Chavez was well liked in the section and a bunch of us wanted to go to the Banhof to see him off. Someone procured a 5 ton truck (I have no idea what reason was given for the trip ticket) and we headed to town about lunch time. While we waited for the train, a few biers (or more) were had and well wishes given. The truck finally arrived to pick us up and return to Pond Barracks. Our timing was off and we arrived just as Work Call Formation was ending. Not a good thing.
We knew that we were in trouble. The Motor Officer, W.O. Oscar Amador-Morales, ordered us all into the Maintenance Office for a well deserved lecture. If his rant had stayed on the subject at hand, things might have gone differently. Unexpectedly, he began a tirade against the two Turret Mechanics with threats and harsh language. (This guy pronounces "Jeep" as "Yeep" and is not always easy to understand)
Because of his tirade and threats to the turret mechs, the whole section got mad and walked out of the office and marched to the Orderly Room in HQ Trp Building.
To say that "Top" (1stSGT Archie Griggs) was surprised and upset is a given. He ordered us to go to the Day Room and wait for him there, we did. I presume he wanted to check the appropriate AR's before confronting us.
When Top arrived in the Day Room, he was not a happy person. (I believe he brought the CO with him, but cannot recall his name). He started off saying that we were in trouble for missing the formation and for drinking (said the Day Room smelled like a brewery), that he could throw Article 15's at all of us [15 to 20 men], but that would not reflect well on the Troop, Squadron, or his records. He then began asking questions as to what caused the situation. As members of the Section began to talk, it became a Gripe Session on conditions in Sqdn Maint under Mister Amador. He listened, thought for a few minutes, said he would look into it. Told us to return to work but not talk of this to others. An humbled group of soldiers walked out and went back to work. In the end, we did get a New Motor Officer, no one was disciplined. A few months later I transferred to the S-4 Office and finished my tour with 3/2 ACR there.
That's the story Harold, as best as I can recall 48 years later.