Today a video crew from AOL on line is filming me and my family at my home in Lancaster. Later today we will go to Fort Indiantown Gap so I can join in some training. The training shots will be set up by SSG Matt Jones at the Public Affairs Office. He and I served together in Iraq. He was the PAO for 28th Aviation, but he got promoted and moved to an Infantry Brigade earlier this year.
When the video goes on line, I will link to it on the blog. In the meantime I will try to post some more pictures.
Veteran of four wars, four enlistments, four branches: Air Force, Army, Army Reserve, Army National Guard. I am both an AF (Air Force) veteran and as Veteran AF (As Fuck)
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Monday, July 23, 2012
Waiting for the Next Waiver
At drill weekend this month I found I need yet another waiver if I am going to deploy. As I had heard months ago, I not only needed a waiver from The Adjutant General of Pennsylvania to stay in for two more years, but I need a waiver from National Guard HQ in the Pentagon to serve in Afghanistan past my 60th birthday.
In case you are wondering, sending me over and then sending me home for my 60th birthday next May is not among my options.
I would say there is a good reason why they won't let soldiers who are qualified serve past age 60, but the reason may not be good. I have heard it is because some National Guard and Reserve soldiers served in Iraq and Afghanistan past age 60 and came home on a medical. If that's true it would make sense to stop old soldiers from serving. Why bother if they are going to go home early on some kind of medical.
If that's true, I don't have much of a chance. In my own state the general officers approving the waiver could ask my commander and their sergeant major about me.
But at Army headquarters, I am just another packet of papers. It means risk if they say yes, no risk if they say No.
So the most likely outcome is that I will serve my last two and a half years in the Army in Pennsylvania.
I'll be happy either way.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Out the Window
We are flying back from Reading to Fort Indiantown Gap. Here's the view out my window. The picture is me just before take off.
Days like this I can't quite believe I get paid for this.
Days like this I can't quite believe I get paid for this.
Reading Airport--Where my Dad Served In World War 2
After dropping off infantry soldiers at the Reading Armory, we flew to Reading Airport. This small municipal airport has very little passenger traffic. During World War 2, the place was bustling. The airport served as a transhipment point for P-47 and P-51 fighter aircraft and B-24 bombers going into combat.
According to the poster in the display case, the northeast corner of Reading Airport also served as a Prisoner of War camp. The last commandant of that camp during the war was 1st Lieutenant George Gussman. The POW camp housed 600 mostly Afrika Corps German prisoners captured in 1942 and 43.
Dad was the third commandant. In one of his many war stories about the camp, Dad said those prisoners had driven the last two commanders nuts with Geneva Convention complaints.
The previous commandants were young officers wounded and in charge of the camp while they recovered their health. Their heart was not in it and they got out of there as soon as they could. Dad came to command of the POW camp after commanding a black maintenance company. He was very old (almost 40!!!) so he was not goign to be sent overseas. He was Jewish, the son of Russian-Jewish immigrants who escaped the pogroms of late 19th century Russia.
He was a middleweight boxer before he joined the Army and not inclined to take crap from German prisoners.
At an early meeting with the prisoners, one of them made a remark about Dad being a Jew. Dad knew Yiddish and enough German to know understand the remark.
Dad laid him out and let them know this was his camp and would run by his rules. Elsewhere on this blog I have written about The Engagement Present--600 chocolate bars Dad confiscated from the prisoners and gave to his future bride--and my Mom.
I haven't been here for almost 30 years. There is not much evidence that the camp ever existed. But it was a big part of my Dad's life, and the subject of many stories I heard as a kid.
According to the poster in the display case, the northeast corner of Reading Airport also served as a Prisoner of War camp. The last commandant of that camp during the war was 1st Lieutenant George Gussman. The POW camp housed 600 mostly Afrika Corps German prisoners captured in 1942 and 43.
Dad was the third commandant. In one of his many war stories about the camp, Dad said those prisoners had driven the last two commanders nuts with Geneva Convention complaints.
The previous commandants were young officers wounded and in charge of the camp while they recovered their health. Their heart was not in it and they got out of there as soon as they could. Dad came to command of the POW camp after commanding a black maintenance company. He was very old (almost 40!!!) so he was not goign to be sent overseas. He was Jewish, the son of Russian-Jewish immigrants who escaped the pogroms of late 19th century Russia.
He was a middleweight boxer before he joined the Army and not inclined to take crap from German prisoners.
At an early meeting with the prisoners, one of them made a remark about Dad being a Jew. Dad knew Yiddish and enough German to know understand the remark.
Dad laid him out and let them know this was his camp and would run by his rules. Elsewhere on this blog I have written about The Engagement Present--600 chocolate bars Dad confiscated from the prisoners and gave to his future bride--and my Mom.
I haven't been here for almost 30 years. There is not much evidence that the camp ever existed. But it was a big part of my Dad's life, and the subject of many stories I heard as a kid.
Three Blackhawks Bringing Troops Home
We are just about to take off on a three-ship Blackhawk mission to pick up troops in a wooded training area. The doors are shut, so I can't take good pictures till we land and open the doors. I want to get video of the infantry boarding the aircraft. They will enter on the right side with 80 pounds of gear each--and no storage for carry-ons!!! I will have a couple of minutes to get pictures before I get squeezed against the door by the passengers.
Friday, July 13, 2012
Waiting to take off
On board on CH-47 Chinook on Muir Filed at Fort Indiantown Gap. Waiting to take off. We are flying to a training site. If all goes well, there will be an aircraft refueling site and aerial gunnery training.
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