Connecting the Troopers of Today with the Veterans of Yesterday.
Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the track
Not a creature was stirring
We'd all hit the rack.
Our web gear was hung
On the side with great care
Hoping our relief
Would soon be there.
Suddenly we saw
On the radar with fright
A blip heading from the East
With great height
Unable to raise Pittman (the batteries had froze)
We saw through the binos a shiny read nose
We hit the ground after seeing this sight
And heard in the distance
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"