From: ercgreen
Sent: Monday, October 29, 2001 10:29 AM
Subject: DAYS OF OUR LIVES #24




To: Elder RC Green; (Why didn't Cram get it?)
Cc: Dave Canby; Jesse A. Watson, Jr (Why only these two?)
Sent: Sat, 27OC01 10:02 AM

Subj: T/A

The gH's e-mail: The Jesse (Shooter) Watson attachment: Jesse was trained as a Bulgarian Linguist, but did little intercept or translation of WWI tanks in Bulgaria & his analytical skills were brought to the attn of the T/A honchos at Manzarali & soon Jesse along with Denny Fransted became a part of the Stolp, Deese, Dunnam, Lund, Osborne, Pollock, Arciszewski, Tolbert, Perry et al., clan of analysts headed up by Cram & Green. I never gave it much thought before, but now I'm beginning to wonder why we never grabbed Bryan, Baldwin & Frank the Baron Von Trash Baker away from their head-sets. See Gene Cram's comments on pg 16 of the Memory Book regarding the unfortunate Bulgarian's who he thought were mis-assigned. Oh, well, they were all my friends (I hope) & this chatter is not to be taken seriously.- - -gH
Bryan, Baldwin, Baker, and Canby were the Gentlemen of the Bulgarian Linguists and I heard that the T/A Honchos preferred the uncouth, hard drinking, and rebel rousing sort of individual. Besides, why would Baldwin, Baker, Canby, and I want to give up an EIGHT HOUR DAYTIME ONLY of listening to occasional banter from WWI battle tanks for the 12 hour shift drudgery under the likes of Cram and Green; two shady characters if there ever....? It was great having TWO Bulgarian Translators for one EIGHT HOUR position since our trick schedule went something like the following: Bryan - M, W, F Canby - T, TH. The following week Canby worked 3 days a week and I only had to work two days a week. Saturday and Sundays we stayed home since the Bulgarian Army didn't work on weekends. GOD, WHAT A LIFE! My children stare at me in total disbelief when I tell them what I did for 4 years during the Vietnam War Era. Maybe that's why the Vietnam Veterans of America in Rochester rejected my club membership and provided me with a weak referral to the American Legion who upon reviewing my application couldn't find any wartime experience in my 22 years with the Army, Air Force, or Navy and promptly referred me to the AM VETS post in Webster. The AM VETS in Webster is getting so desperate for members, they're even recruiting former veterans of foreign services who are now living in the U.S.A. and upon seeing that I was a Bulgarian Linguist, welcomed me with open arms. I can now drink a beer with a former TANK COMMANDER of the Bulgarian Army circa 1966-69 and we can share a common history.......GOD, WHAT A LIFE! - Mixie

[[First off, I'm amazed that Mixie's brain was stimulated to the point that he remembered all of this like it was yesterday and is but one example of how a group of 'lingies' successfully beat the system. Now that he's exposed his feel good & obvious unbridled truism & mind set about and exposed himself with a cogent, but good-humored teasing & ridicule, that has long been forgotten he's simply got to sit back in his rocking chair, without a slivovitz in hand and get over this ludicrous notion that the Bulgarian Linguist's mustered into the T/A section were uncouth, hard-drinking and rebel rousers. If that was the yardstick used by the T/A honcho's, then Frank the Baron Von Trashcan Baker and his side-kick Canby would have been the first choices. Is it true that the lot of you Bulgarians that kept the headsets on were underachievers and needed to be coddled or was it Mixie's braggadocio? Hey, Gene Cram - - - - What do you think of that Slavic Mixie calling us KINKY and SHADY CHARACTERS and the rest of you T/A'ers being lambasted as squirels, uncouth, hard-drinking rebel rousers by someone from Webster, NY? One last thing, I do not endeavor or personally dispute or challenge the truth or castigate any of the Bulgarian so-called guinea pigs. I don't have enuf savvy for that, but Mixie's remarks gave me the golden opportunity to fire back, in jest, to his remarks. Meanwhile, Mixie sit back, take your normal forty winks & then pour yourself a slivovitz, prop your feet up & be of good cheer & remember to smile after you've read this good-natured rebuttal fm me. I, too, will be prepared for the on rush of comments and encourage everyone to pitch their comments to me & I'll include them in a future DAYS OF OUR LIVES issue. That, my friends, is a good natured exchange between friends and I do believe that Mixie has more memories of the ASA than he does of the USN. Maybe, next time someone will start firing darts at those ditty-boppers and you 4-4'ers start contributing]]

[[------****Just in case Mixie has forgotten, here's an e-mail fm him dtd 25AU01------****:]]

Sent: Sat, 25AU01 8:33 AM

I always wondered how Fransted, Baldwin, & Watson got out from under those headsets & into the T/A Section. I just figured they were coerced into something kinky with gH, Cram, & the likes. Hey, Shooter, how did you get into the gH shop with the Squirrels? I enjoyed being a Bulgarian 98G - great DAY job! Greg & Jesse & David, do you remember Emil Tumporov from DLIWC? I went thru there in 1977 and found him still at his desk, cigarette dangling out of his mouth with the ashes dribbling down his front shirt. He hadn't changed in all those years, recognized me and asked how you all were doing BY NAME - he still remembered all of his students. He showed me his scrapbook with all of our pictures by class and year. I phoned him in the late '80s and he had retired from teaching but still living in his Pacific Grove home. DLIWC has to count as one of the highlights in my life - a truly rewarding experience and the Monterey Peninsula and Big Sur is one of the world's most beautiful places. Mixie


Fm: pop
Sent: Sat, 27OC01 9:54 PM
Subj: missing fm the list

I was at Det 4 from july l961 to july l962, Name is Clinton Smith. 05H, Sp5, wife name is Virginia, Address l5 rockwood, Cabot, Ark, 72023, E-mail-- . tks and CUL ... -.- ... -.-

My reply: Clinton - I regret to inform U that we do not represent Det 4 (Sinop) whatsoever & at this stage have no plans to bring Det 4 vet's into the Det 27, 66 and 4-4 tent. Det 4-4 was at Karamursel and took over Det 27's mission when it closed in late 67. If U can provide me with proof that U were ever at Manzarali or Karamursel, then we'll gladly accept U into our reunion group. Sincerely, Elder RC Green


Fm: Anne Marie Feigner
To: Elder RC Green,
Sent: Sat, 27OC01 10:13 PM
Subj: Your Sept 5, 2001 e-mail regarding Jay Hunter & Doug Potts touring with us in the mid-60's?

Hi! Sorry it has taken so long to get back to you. We are preparing to go overseas in a few days. Heading to Pearl Harbor, Japan, Okinawa, and Guam. I was in India and what is now Pakistan back in the 50's. It's about the same still today. Too Bad!!
Doug Potts played with us for 3 or 4 years and met with him a few yrs ago.
If I'm not mistaken, Jay Hunter is deceased. Please correct me if I'm wrong. Jay played for us for about 3 months.
Thank you for taking the time to say hello. give my regards to Doug Potts if you are able to reach him.
God Bless You and America!
Yours In Sports, Eddie Feigner

It was brought to my attn on 04SE01 by Ted Midtaune that two of the four fast pitch softball players on the KING and HIS COURT touring SOFTBALL team were former ASA'ers stationed at Manzarali circa 62-64. The other two were Eddie Feigner the renowned pitcher & his son who played in the infield. Ted wrote: "When Potts and Hunter were touring with the King (Eddie Feigner), we got to sit in the dugout when they played in Anoka, MN. Then after dinner at our place, we went out to the Motel that they were staying at, and a group that I really liked (Redbone) was in a jam session out at the pool! The laws re. pot were not so strict at the time, and it was quite a night. Potts and Hunter were having a great time (Potts had picked up a little problem when they were in Canada before they came down to the U.S.- they had played a girls all-star team), but the constant travel was wearing them down. They said that the chicks and carousing were great, however, and I believe that they had not lost a game at that time. Feigner's son was playing infield, Potts was in the outfield, and Hunter was catching Feigner. Sure hope that he replies, he is quite a guy. ------------------------

Fm: Elder RC Green
Sent: Wed, 05SE01 9:31 PM
Subj: Did Jay Hunter and Doug Potts tour with you in the mid-60's?


A friend of mine informs that JAY HUNTER and DOUG POTTS toured with your team in the mid-60's. Are you familiar with these two and can you confirm that they played or toured with your entourage? If so I'd appreciate a bit of information about Hunter and Potts. Both were in the US Army and stationed in Ankara, Turkey in the early 60's. We are having a reunion of the Vet's who served in the same unit and am wondering if you know their present whereabouts, etc.

Thanks and I consider THE KING AND HIS COURT softball ICONS of all time and the entertainment you've provided for young and old alike more enjoyable than the Harlem Globetrotters.

Thanks & sincerely, Elder RC Green, Turkey reunion committee



One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle. His arms were overcrowded with books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had a football game on Saturday afternoon, so I shrugged my shoulders but soon observed a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms & tripping him so he landed in the dirt and is glasses went flying. I quickly ran to protect him from further harm. As I approached he looked up & I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. I felt sorry for him. As he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. I found and handed him his glassesand told him, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get a life." He looked at me with a broad smile on his face & said, "Hey thanks!" I helped him pick up his books & asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school & didn't have any friends. We talked all the way home & I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football with my friends. He said yes. We played a pick-up football game on Sunday & the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, & my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, & there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him & said, "When did you have time to study over the week-end?" He just laughed & handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle & I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, I was going to Michigan State. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor & I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was glad it wasn't me having to get up there & speak. Kyle looked great on the day we graduated. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out & actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had & all the girls loved him. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back & said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me, smiled & said "Thanks"
His speech began something like this: "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a true story about myself." I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met & that he had actually planned to kill himself until I befriended him. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later & was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me & gave me a quick friendly smile and finished his speech ny saying, "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable." I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom & Dad looking at me & smiling the whole time. Not until that moment did I
realize that my friendship had saved Kyle's life. For better or for worse. There is no beginning or end..Yesterday is history.Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.
To: Mark Hamilton
Sent: Sun, 28OC01 6:25 PM

Subj: Receipt of Memory Book Disc

Mark Hamilton -
Hope all is well with you and yours in Fla.
Just wondering if you have received the Disc containing the ASA Memory Book along with the instructions as to who you should forward it on to after you have downloaded it..
Please advise -- Walt Dubicki


Fm: Bill Walters

Subj: Good for Budweiser!!
How Budweiser handles those who laughed at those who died on 11SE01. Thought you'd like to know what happened in a town north of Bakersfield, CA. After you finish reading this, please forward this story on to others so that our nation and around the world will know about those who laughed when they found out about the tragic events in NY, PA & the Pentagon. On September 11th, a Budweiser employee was making a delivery to a convenience store in a town called McFarland. He knew of the tragedy that had occurred in NYC. He entered the business to find two Arabs whooping and hollering and really cheering it up. It was obvious they were elated with what had happened earlier. The Budwieser employee went to his truck, called his boss and told him of the very upsetting event. He didn't feel he could be in that store with those horrible people. His boss told him, "Do you think you could go in there long enough to pull every Budwieser product and item our beverage company sells there? We'll never deliver to them again.

The employee walked in, proceeded to pull every single product his beverage company provided and left with an incredible grin on his face. He told them never to bother and call for a delivery again.
Budweiser happens to be the beer of choice for that community. Just letting you all know how Kern County (Bakersfield to Fresno, CA) handles this situation!! Pass this along. America needs to know that we're all working together