Got any interesting stories about serving in the Military?
I have a ton of them, so I will start of with this story.....hope you enjoy it!
Showing up for OBC at Fort Benning.
Back in November of 1970 I finally got orders to go back to Vietnam. I volunteered, because I was stationed at Fort Riley, Kansas. (If you ever served in that hell hole called Fort Riley, you will understand why!)
I got a thirty day leave and decided to hitchike to Fort Bragg and see my older brother John.
When I got to Fort Bragg, they told me he wasn't there. He was traveling to Fort Benning to attend the Officer Basic Course!
Now, for those of you who haven't read about my brother here, let me explain.
John joined in 1964, he did a tour in Germany and then went to Vietnam in 1966.
He did two and a half tours in Vietnam, made it to E-6 and then was given a combat commission to 2LT back in 1969.
He went back to Vietnam in 1970, as a 2LT, where he earned the Distinguished Service Cross.
He came back to the states and was stationed at Fort Bragg when they informed him that he could not be promoted to 1LT until he attended the Officer Basic Course. (He never even graduated from High School when he enlisted.)
So I hitchiked to Fort Benning the next day.
When I found him, he was standing in line and inproccessing at the OBC.
He was the only guy there wearing a Class A uniform with butter bars!
He was also a bit pissed about having to go through this shit, so he showed up wearing only his DSC ribbon.......nothing else! No CIB, No Arcom's, no Bronze Stars, no Vietnam Service Medals,...not even a f***ing NDSM! Just his DSC!
I hadn't seen him in four years. We hugged each other like only brothers do.
Everybody looked at us wondering why this 2LT and this PFC could act like this. (Yeah,I was just a PFC again, I got busted that year!)
The next thing I know, this young punk E-5 cadre comes up to us. He has jump wings and and a f***ing EIB! He has never even been in Vietnam!
He looks at my brother and says..............
wait for it...
"Take those f***ing butter bars off your uniform Troop, and get rid of that pussy ROTC Ribbon! You are in the real Army now!
My brother exploded!
He grabbed that little E-5 by the throat and dragged him across the yard and into the Orderly Room!
"WHO THE f*** IS IN CHARGE HERE!" he screamed.
A young Captain came out of his office...."I am in charge, and what the f*** is the problem?"
My brother literally threw the E-5 on the floor and said, "Your better teach this Motherf***er how to recognize Awards and Decorations, before I beat his ass!"
My brother was not a guy to f*** with.....I knew it when I was 12 years old!
But that day a lot of people at the Fort Benning Officer Basic Course learned it too!
I have a ton of them, so I will start of with this story.....hope you enjoy it!
Showing up for OBC at Fort Benning.
Back in November of 1970 I finally got orders to go back to Vietnam. I volunteered, because I was stationed at Fort Riley, Kansas. (If you ever served in that hell hole called Fort Riley, you will understand why!)
I got a thirty day leave and decided to hitchike to Fort Bragg and see my older brother John.
When I got to Fort Bragg, they told me he wasn't there. He was traveling to Fort Benning to attend the Officer Basic Course!
Now, for those of you who haven't read about my brother here, let me explain.
John joined in 1964, he did a tour in Germany and then went to Vietnam in 1966.
He did two and a half tours in Vietnam, made it to E-6 and then was given a combat commission to 2LT back in 1969.
He went back to Vietnam in 1970, as a 2LT, where he earned the Distinguished Service Cross.
He came back to the states and was stationed at Fort Bragg when they informed him that he could not be promoted to 1LT until he attended the Officer Basic Course. (He never even graduated from High School when he enlisted.)
So I hitchiked to Fort Benning the next day.
When I found him, he was standing in line and inproccessing at the OBC.
He was the only guy there wearing a Class A uniform with butter bars!
He was also a bit pissed about having to go through this shit, so he showed up wearing only his DSC ribbon.......nothing else! No CIB, No Arcom's, no Bronze Stars, no Vietnam Service Medals,...not even a f***ing NDSM! Just his DSC!
I hadn't seen him in four years. We hugged each other like only brothers do.
Everybody looked at us wondering why this 2LT and this PFC could act like this. (Yeah,I was just a PFC again, I got busted that year!)
The next thing I know, this young punk E-5 cadre comes up to us. He has jump wings and and a f***ing EIB! He has never even been in Vietnam!
He looks at my brother and says..............
wait for it...
"Take those f***ing butter bars off your uniform Troop, and get rid of that pussy ROTC Ribbon! You are in the real Army now!
My brother exploded!
He grabbed that little E-5 by the throat and dragged him across the yard and into the Orderly Room!
"WHO THE f*** IS IN CHARGE HERE!" he screamed.
A young Captain came out of his office...."I am in charge, and what the f*** is the problem?"
My brother literally threw the E-5 on the floor and said, "Your better teach this Motherf***er how to recognize Awards and Decorations, before I beat his ass!"
My brother was not a guy to f*** with.....I knew it when I was 12 years old!
But that day a lot of people at the Fort Benning Officer Basic Course learned it too!