- 10* F in San Antonio! That wrung my bell since I was stationed at Brook Army Hospital there, the burn center of the world. Brings back a rush of memories.-10*F! Folks there have no concept. Their Winters are like our Summers. Cold weather gear is long sleeves. Buildings and houses have no heating systems. They have no concept of Winter clothes. Anti freeze is a completely foreign term. Snow tires are some sort of NY joke about tires made of snow. Freezing pipes are a figment of some Yankee's imagination.
Boot camp was at Fort Dix, N.J. I boarded a train in Syracuse NY in a driving snow storm on April 10th. Things went down hill from there. It rained for a record 18 days straight at Dix. As a GE Heavy Military Engineer I could have gone straight to OCS (Officers Candidate School). Could even easily have gotten a deferment, esp. being married. I guess I was a mental defective even back then. I wouldn't have missed it for a million dollars. I also wouldn't do it again for a million dollars.
But having some smarts helped even then. My friend Pete and I were alone on the train which ran all night long. So, we got a little drunk on the beer we smuggled aboard along with the Conductor who had turned very agreeable.
You spend the first day getting all your gear. which we had by nightfall.
So back in the ramshackle unheated barracks, being the intellectual of the duo, I said Pete, look here. We got new uniforms and no insignias. We look just like officers. Nobody even knows we're here. "Yeah!" "So, lets go to Writestown and find a bar! "How to we get through the gates?" " Leave that to me!" So I went to the phone hall and ordered a cab. He actually arrives! At our Barracks! So I say to him look buddy do you have those officer flags they perch on the front of
VIP cars. "Sure, I've got them for every rank." So I slip him a $5 and ask, Do you have one for Generals?
We picked up an MP motor cycle escort before we even made it off base. Took us all the way to the bar in Writestown with sireens. Our "fellow officers" there were extremely gracious buying all we could drink. The girls were equally gracious. So, that's how I spent my first night in the U.S. Army - A.W.O.L.!
So what does this have to do with Baccarat? Absolutely nothing! Just a temporary diversion. We all need that now and then!
THat's the way it was, heading West.
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