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grits
SOS
ketchup on eggs
drinking fountains for "blacks" and "white" off base.
hand jive
chittlins (sp?)
Must be others, the memories grow dim after almost 60 years.
Anybody want to add to this.?
So true to this dayPete44ru wrote:.
My first lesson, when I enlisted, was: "NEVER volunteer for ANYTHING"..........![]()
I loved midnight chow: SOS with a couple of fried eggs on top - it stayed with me throughout those cold winter nights, on the flight line.
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You gotta be kidding. I was born in Kansas (1938), raised in California (1943-1969) and for the last 46 years have lived in Arkansas. Trust me on this...I didn't have to move to the south to learn about racism. I'll concede that maybe in CA they did a better job about hiding it in public.BlaineG wrote:For one thing, Racism.....Mostly from southern boys, and Blacks.....
Long story short, I was called into the NCOIC's office and ask "Who is Col. XXXX?" My response was nobody (heck I grew up around him and let's just say it was a good thing he didn't have a shotgun handy when he and the wife came home early one nightspaceman spiff wrote:I found out what happened on day one after calling an NCO "sir" .......![]()
good for me that pushups were a breeze![]()
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Sir: I didn't go to the south, the south always came to me...Washita wrote:You gotta be kidding. I was born in Kansas (1938), raised in California (1943-1969) and for the last 46 years have lived in Arkansas. Trust me on this...I didn't have to move to the south to learn about racism. I'll concede that maybe in CA they did a better job about hiding it in public.BlaineG wrote:For one thing, Racism.....Mostly from southern boys, and Blacks.....
Ah youth! If only we had learned to engage the brain before the mouth life would have been much simpler. Maybe not as much fun, but certainly less painful.Daisyman wrote:A good friend of mine I have breakfast with in the mornings, said when he got drafted, they asked him, "What do you like to do? "Well sir, I really like camping, hunting and fishing!!!" The guy says " Have I got a job for you!!!!". Handed him a rifle and sent him to Nam where he got to camp out and hunt a LOT!!![]()
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He says, " What on earth was I thinkin!!!!"?
Before I enlisted (not drafted) I was working with the son of the owner. He did OCS, made Captain pretty quick, got good medals, and citations in Nam, and was one of the first that got RIFed in 1970 when they started to realize that they had too many Captains. They needed expendable 2nd, and 1st LTs, not valuable Captains.....Miss promotion to Major twice, and yer outta there. Bastards...boolitshooter wrote:Now that I think about it, seems like yesterday.
18-1/2 YO upon being inducted. Apparently did well on the tests like Blain. A captain along with a Major rode me very hard to sign NOW for OCS. I refused countless times, finally saying who is going to respect a 19 YO officer going to Nam? This was at FT. Lewis. The DI's then rode me harder for a couple of weeks and it was mostly over. They promoted me to acting corporal for the rest of basic.
I never did KP or have to stand a fire watch in Basic.
My uncle a Lt. Col. in the AF advised me not to go to OCS unless I had a death wish. Glad I listened to him. The rest is history.
I beg to differ - on the first part. I'm from "up north", and I can tell you I saw more racism from Yankees than anything down here. Doesn't mean it doesn't exist; just that I saw more of it up north.Mich Hunter wrote:So true to this dayPete44ru wrote:.
My first lesson, when I enlisted, was: "NEVER volunteer for ANYTHING"..........![]()
I loved midnight chow: SOS with a couple of fried eggs on top - it stayed with me throughout those cold winter nights, on the flight line.
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And so you must remember "Agony" and "Misery" ?rodeo kid wrote:I remember my first day in the Army very well. First off I was five minutes late getting to the induction station. A Ssg read me the riot act, and after listening, reminded him I was not in the Army yet as I had not taken one step forward and said the Oath so he should treat a civilian with respect. Needless to say he became somewhat unhappy at that point. ( Yes, I was a smart aleck 20 yr old who knew everything) Later in the day he asked if I was in the Army now. I replied "yes Sgt I am at your disposal".
He disposed me to do 50 pushups, and splendid specimen that I was I completed 21 and gave out. We then took a Greyhound bus from Detroit to Ft Knox, Kentucky. We arrived at 10 Pm. I must back up and say it was 65 Degrees when we left Detroit and 33 degrees at Ft Knox. And I thought we went South. After some paperwork we went to the supply room where we received one blanket each. A Sp4 took us to the barracks(wooden wwII built, you could almost see through the walls) and there was no heat! When I dared to asked about the heat it was Oct 4th and the heat did not get turned on until Oct 10th. I knew then I was going to love the Army and was Glad I was drafted. No one had a coat and we were freezing under the thin blanket, finally a kid had a bright idea, we laid head to foot on the bottom bunk, and covered up with the blanket and the mattress from the top bunk.
Eventually I did adjust and came out a E-5, but that first day was quite an eye opener. God Bless. I forgot to mention this was October of 1964, a very good year to be drafted!![]()
spaceman spiff wrote:B-12-5 Ft Knox.....I remember the heck out of them...rodeo kid wrote:I remember my first day in the Army very well. First off I was five minutes late getting to the induction station. A Ssg read me the riot act, and after listening, reminded him I was not in the Army yet as I had not taken one step forward and said the Oath so he should treat a civilian with respect. Needless to say he became somewhat unhappy at that point. ( Yes, I was a smart aleck 20 yr old who knew everything) Later in the day he asked if I was in the Army now. I replied "yes Sgt I am at your disposal".
He disposed me to do 50 pushups, and splendid specimen that I was I completed 21 and gave out. We then took a Greyhound bus from Detroit to Ft Knox, Kentucky. We arrived at 10 Pm. I must back up and say it was 65 Degrees when we left Detroit and 33 degrees at Ft Knox. And I thought we went South. After some paperwork we went to the supply room where we received one blanket each. A Sp4 took us to the barracks(wooden wwII built, you could almost see through the walls) and there was no heat! When I dared to asked about the heat it was Oct 4th and the heat did not get turned on until Oct 10th. I knew then I was going to love the Army and was Glad I was drafted. No one had a coat and we were freezing under the thin blanket, finally a kid had a bright idea, we laid head to foot on the bottom bunk, and covered up with the blanket and the mattress from the top bunk.
Eventually I did adjust and came out a E-5, but that first day was quite an eye opener. God Bless. I forgot to mention this was October of 1964, a very good year to be drafted!![]()
And so you must remember "Agony" and "Misery" ?![]()
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