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For whatever reason, we had a group of Coast Guard laddies at Yokosuka, Japan. For those who don't know, at that time there was little differnce between the Coastie uniform and the swabbie uniform. The main difference was a small white sheild near the cuff on the left sleeve.

We used to delight telling the ladies at the local clip-joints that this sheild meant they had VD! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> These
were very lonely guys to be sure. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />

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I was walk across a parking lot an passed this Airman basic, I say hi to him or some type of greeting. He stopped me and asked me were was his salute. My jaw droped when I saw the butter bars. I apologized and gave him a nice crisp salute. then I told him I'd never saw an officer in fatigues before! I don't know if he believed me or not But I can still hear him laughing.
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I had just retruned to base after being off site for 15 hours on an roll over involveing a truck carry nuke material. The only thing I wanted was some hot food and some shut eye. the chow hall was next door so that was first, About 1/2 way thur the line the Capt in front of me starting chewing me out because I hadn't shaved and my fatigues were all messed up.
I started to explain when a voice from farther back told the Capt. he was to knock it off.
The Wing Commander who had been on scene with me and did not look any better than I did was not in the mood for the Capt BS.

Perfect! Subtle yet devastating <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

I like the Navy/Marine Corps dynamic. They provide the brawn and we provide the brains! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

I was in the USAF (medic) for 15 years; for two of those years, I was on Guam, and used to hang out with some Navy guys. Man, talk about some vicious Marine jokes!

BB,

The two funniest military things I remember were:

1. Watching Marine Corp pilots trying to qualify at
carrier landings.(Almost better than a demolition derby)


2. The bad azz whuppin a buddy got when he was stupid enough to verbally assult a Navy hospital corpsman (wearing a marine uniform) in a place filled with Jarheads! A medic, in the corps it seems, is worth his weight in gold!

A few years ago I had a retired Marine Officer working for me. He had spent a portion of his career as an aircraft mechanic on Phantoms during Nam. (Crewcheif?) He enlisted as a high school drop out from the slums of NYC and pulled himself up by the bootstraps. By the time I met him he was about 60 and had earned two college degrees, a very impressive individual.

If it matters, he was a transplanted Puerto Rican of Black ancestry and one heck of an American.

Knowing he had spent a portion of his career aboard carriers, I asked him about living shipboard and the Navy in general.

He responded "I absolutely hate the Navy. They always took me someplace I really did not want to go to. Then they would kick me off the boat and leave me there."

I always get a kick out of that response. The man was honest!

Once, when I had CQ duty, we were in the midst of a snowstorm. Part of CQ was making sure the sidewalks remained open. The runner had just come in from doing the front walk, and I took the shovel out to do the rear, leaving him to watch the phone and warm up.

So here I am, really into it. Scooping up shovels full of snow, and chucking it over my shoulder without looking. All of a sudden I heard Woompff, followed by some underbreath expletives. Turned around as a Captain (also a Chaplain <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" />) spitting snow and cleaning snow outta his collar. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

I immediately apologized, for shoveling snow in his face, as did he for his whispered remark. Guess were all human afterall. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />
7mm

His color and background matters not to me, except as an example of what hard work and determination can do for anyone.

I salute this gentleman, and his accomplishments!
A true American to be sure! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Damn, his report of being left off is classic! I salute the marine corps! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

I read about an army captain who was an expert in some field. He was giving a class on it to some high brass. The lowest rank there was a Lt Col. and there were a number of generals. The captain stood up in front of the class and said "There are two dozen men in the army who know more about this subject than I do. However, none of them are here today, so let's get on with it."

Exactly, Chaplains are people too! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Ballsy! Confident! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cool.gif" alt="" /> My kind of officer! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Anyone see the movie, Annapolis? What do you think?

Well Jim. Most vets here know that there is not supposed to be any fraternization between officers and enlisted.

I was about 19 years old and pretty fit at that time. My
skipper sent me to procure some movies to be shown in the ready room that evening. We were in a Japanese port.

While on my way into the place that had the films, I met and saluted a female Navy captain. Now she was a little old for a 19 year old kid, but this gal was a looker! And
built like a brick crap house!

She dressed me down for looking at her like a woman, rather than a Naval Officer. While she did this she wrote stuff on a piece of paper. It was an address and a time. Now I
wasn't the brightest kid on the block, but I thought I got
the gist of the message.

Got an all-night pass from my Skipper and took a taxi to the address. I was met by a little Japanese gal who directed me to a nice cozy room on the 2nd floor.

When I entered the room, I was greeted by another little Japanese gal who said she would be right back, then left.
A short time later the Captain appeared, she went into the bathroom with a ditty bag of sorts and returned fully dressed for night duty.

She may have been a Navy Captain anywhere else, but in bed she was a MINK! Taught me plenty! Some might say I pulled an all-nighter?

Never knew her name. Never knew her assignment. Never saw her again. Never told anyone for fear of Captain's mast.

Thank you Captain wherever you are! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

That reminds me of something we tried three or four times - a bunch of us would be walking down the main street of the compound and see a lieutenant approaching. We'd string out with 10 or 15 yards between us so he'd have to salute each of us individually in rapid succession.

Good morning, sir!
Good morning, private.
Good morning sir,
Good morning, Specialist.
Good morning sir.
Good morning, private.

etc. etc.

We knew better than to do this to any of the officers in our own company or anyone above a lieutenant in rank.

Enlisted men gotta fight back somehow. <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" />

280don when were you at TI. I was there Sept-Oct 78 for damage control/NBC warfare. Then went to San Diego for Ship fitters I was an HT

Early 1963 for Electronics Technician school. Then went to an air squadron as a designated submariner. I became an aircraft electrician, with additional training in flight control systems, fire control systems, navigational computers, all attitude systems and a nuclear weapons specialist. We were reasponsible for everything electro-mechanical and electronic on our squadron's aircraft with the exception of radio and radar. My very short time on active duty was freakish! Worked from 1969 until 1972 as a civilan employee of the DOD. 1963, I told you I'm an old bastid! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

I loved TI. The fishing and crabbing in the bay almost made me fail NBC. I remember the second day I was there. I got smashed in the EM club and kind of got lost. I was following all those pipes around when a security man in a truck pulled up next to me. He asked me where I was going and I told him back to the barracks. He said if I walked another 50ft I'd be in the bay. I Had walked out on the fueling pier and didn't even know it.

Yep, sand sharks were the greatest! I lived for the basketball court. Was state-of-the-art then, glass backboards and all.

I really liked the mess hall. This ole hillbilly had never had orange juice or grape juice in those quantities before!
Unlimited chocolate milk too! These were treats for my poor
appalachian family!

In 1959 I went through Special Weapons "A" School in New Mexico and we had personnel in the school as students and instructors from all of the Services. We had this one Army Captain who liked to find out if there were any Texans in the class he was teaching and then he would give the Texans pure hell as they became the brunt of all of his jokes.

We had this one Sailor in the class from Texas and he got tired of being in the barrel and the brunt of all the Texas Jokes, so he got up in class and told the following story.

It was about a kid on an Army Base who was sitting on a curb near the base stable playing with pile of Horse [bleep], when an Army Captain walked by and asked the kid what he was doing and the kid replied that he was building a Sargent out of the Horse [bleep]. The captain told him that that wasn't nice and that should be doing something more constructive. The kid came back with the reply that he would but there wasn't enough Horse [bleep] in the world to build a Captain.

You know that Army Captain's face turned Beet Red and we never heard another Texas Joke for the duration of the rest of the Class. And top it off the Sailor was a Seaman Duce and we also had flag officers in that class also.