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PRESERVING FORGOTTEN MEMORIES This message may contain
information that is confidential and/or legally privileged.
It is intended only for the use of the individuals named as
recipients in the message. If you are not an intended
recipient of this message, please notify the sender immediately
and delete the material from any computer. Thank you,
Elder RC Green -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
REUNION INFORMATION
Note the 15 August cut-off date
From: "Cheryl W. Hegglin", cherylhegglin@stayholiday.com Subject: Room
Block Pick Up - Hello Elder: I am the new Convention
Service Coordinator here at the Holiday Inn Grantville as Alison
has moved into a corporate sales position. I am looking
forward to working with you in making your reunion in September a
true success. In reviewing your room block I see a
pick up of 41 out of the original 57 rooms picked up. That
looks great. Any remaining rooms will drop from the system
on August 15, 2002. I will keep you informed on the pick up
as we near the cut off date. If you have any additional
needs at this time please do not hesitate to call me at
717-469-1554 ext. 548. Enjoy your weekend.
Sincerely, Cheryl Hegglin, Convention Service
Manager
[[I have to have a headcount to Penn National for the banquet dinner NLT 1 September. Hopefully everybody will get the meal money ($35. per person) to me by the cutoff date, otherwise you might miss out on the festivities. Looking forward to seeing you all. Elder RC Green- - -gH
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TAPS
ERICKSON,
Bob, SP5, 058, Trick #2, Det 27, @61died
February 1999 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
HANDRICK,
Bill, Det 4, died of cancer of the tongue
in 1997 oer Jim Phillips ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
HEINEN, Diane, Faithful wife of ex-ASA CPt, Russ
Heinen, SE63-JN65, 914 Moorefield Creek Rd., Vienna, VA 22180 From:
SCHNAPPSY1@aol.com Elder - Thanx for
the headsup on the Hershey reunion, but I will not be able to
make it. With the recent death of my wife I am now involved
in probate and generally just trying to get thru these difficult
times. Thanx again. Russ Heinen. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
HILDERBRAND, Stephen D.Det 4, dates unk Stephen
D. Hilderbrand, 59, died 20 June 2001 after a valiant battle
with cancer. Born in North Carolina, Steve had a passion for
travel that led him to a distinguished, 21-year career in the
U.S. Army, during which time he was decorated among other awards
with the Meritorious Service Award (1st Oak Leaf Cluster),
Defense Service Medal, and the Army Commendation Medal. He
retired as Master Sergeant (E8) and continued his
service in the government sector for another 15 years as an
engineering specialist with the NSA. Civilian awards
included Special Performance, letters of appreciation, and the
Defense Meritorious Service Award. A certified electronics
technician, he was granted Senior Technical Track Member by the
Engineering and Career Science Panel. He is survived by his wife,
Susan. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
McCLELLAND,
William, SP5, 058, Trick #2, Det 27, @61,
died in the 1970's per Roy Springmeyer
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BIO of Roy L. Springmeyer Elder,
Here's my overdue BIO: Roy L. Springmeyer Sp/5
058 Det 27 1960/1962 Wife is Nancy. I arrived at Manzaralli Station in
September 1960 for what I thought was a 18 month tour but
due to the Berlin Crisis I had the pleasure of staying 2
years and 21 days. It worked out for me because with
the extension I had less than 90 days to go on my enlistment so I
was given an early out. The scariest thing about the
whole situation was that some other guys and I had
orders to come home and Pres. Kennedy made his famous speech
about the blockade of Cuba three days before our scheduled
departure. We just knew that we were going to get
another JFK extension. Some of us kind of hid out
those last three days, thinking that if they couldn't find us
they couldn't change our orders. Well, we got off on
time and drank the plane dry between Paris and New
York. I was assigned to
Trick #2 all the time I was at Site 23. I met some pretty
decent people and some of the friendships still linger on after
all these years. I have some bad news, I recently
became aware of the deaths of two of our old Trick #2 buddies,
namely Bob Erickson and William McClelland, Larry
Vanvekoven, another 058, informed me that he, too, has had
health problems and that he has had a heart transplant and that
Wm McClelland died in the 1970's from cancer. Maybe Larry
can fill us in a little more about McClelland's death. Bob
Erickson from Iowa passed away in February of 1999. I
talked to his widow Sharron (563-427-3353 - if you call,
call early as she works and goes to bed early), and she said
that Bob often talked about his Det 27 experiences and
friends from his ASA days almost every day of his
life. Both of these guys will be missed.
I remember a few incidents that occurred while I was at Det
27. But keep in mind that was forty years ago and perhaps
my memory has faded. One incident that stands out concerned
most of the Trick #2 manual morse section. I did not
participate in this event but savored the stories about
it. Seems a group of Trick #2 guys went Bowling in one of
Bars in Ankara called the Majestic Bar. They were all having a
geat time buying tea for the girls but when the time came to pay
the Tab a disagreement occurred about the amount owed.
Somehow a regular riot broke out and the Turkish
Police and the Air Police got involved and all the guys were
taken to the station. As I recall there were several forms
of disciplinary action taken. Maybe you can get the whole
story from others who were involved in this caper.
All the Trick
#2 athletic teams were known after that as the
"Majestic Raiders". I remember when
some of the guys on our trick would draw pictures on 3X5 cards
and color them up to resemble flames and whatever. Then a
few choice slogans began to appear here and there on the stupid
little cards. Some of the slogans were like FTA etc. These
cards were a harmless form of self _expression.
However, This one nameless Lt. pushed the panic button and
collected them all and turned them in and a major investigation
occurred to determine if the Communists had infiltrated
Manzaralli. Well, this caught on like wildfire. We
had a T-shirt flying on the flagpole one morning with FTA
printed front and back. We even had one of the numerous
stray dogs wearing a T-shirt with FTA printed on it and sporting
it all around the Post. It wasn't too long after that,
that all the stray dogs disappeared. The Communists must
have gotten them! Anyway, I think one of the
investigators brought down from Europe figured out that this
whole affair was a lot to do about nothing. But it sure
provided a diversion for a while. Nothing ever came of it. We
all remember the Alcoholic Asak (donkey) who liked to hang out on
the patio at the NCO Club and drink beer with the boys. It
also liked cruising the sidelines at the Flag Football games
begging for beer. I saw him, on a couple of occasions, walk
up behind someone on the sideline and nudge them in the back with
his snout. I guess it was his way of asking the person to
share his beer. I really don't know what ever happened to our
alcoholic friend, but one of the stories going around just before
l left Turkey was that he had been out rolling in the mud
and had gotten himself matted with mud and he stopped by the
rear of the Mess Hall, just like he always did, to get a
hand out from the kitchen help. Well. rumor had it that one
of the German or Italian cooks saw him and was repulsed by his
filthy condition so he told a couple Abis to clean him off.
So they proceeded to do it.........with a steam cleaner! He
was last seen heading over the hill. He must have quit
drinking cause he never came back. The NCO Club was never
the same.
Then there was the case of the broken trees. A lot of
effort was put into landscaping the post and a whole bunch of
trees about as big around as your thumb were planted lining all
the sidewalks. It really looked nice, it surely beat the
sight and odor of all that Goat manure that they spread all
over everything. One night someone worked his frustrations out on
the trees on his way back from the NCO Club and broke a whole
bunch of them. It really made someone mad, we started
having interior guard duty for a while. I missed that one
also, my name was on the next duty roster for guard duty the day
they stopped it. Its the only time I can remember that
the Army's alphabetically by rank policy worked in my
favor. I don't think we ever found out who pulled this
little caper. One other little story that I remember
involved two ditty-boppers! Ted Langley (from
Chicago) and Kelly (maybe Joe, from Boston) had an ongoing game
of "tag" between them for well over a year.
It might still be going on for all I know. Anyway, you
would see them chasing one another all over,.......... the mess
hall, the barracks, one of them would break into a formation to
"tag" the other. We would see them in Ankara
at the AFEX chasing each other. Langley was on Trick #2 and
Kelly was on Trick #3, I think. No place was sacred. The
game just went on and on everywhere all the time. After a
while when you saw these two guys chasing each other all over the
place you kind of accepted it as what they did.
End of Story. Back to the
Bio. I got out of the Army and went home to Colorado and
then decided to spend the winter with my parents
in California. While in Calif. I got a job in Law
Enforcement and spent 22 years in a local Police Dept. Then I
went into Public Works for a period of 10 years and worked
in almost every Department in the City of Visalia,
Calif. I retired in 1995 as Director of General
Services. That's about it.
I would like to order Two forest green Golf Shirts size 2XL. and
Two hats, Dark Green/Stone Gray, Size XL. The Money is on
the way. Although I
probably won't get back to the Reunion, I want you to know
that I really appreciate the effort you are putting into the
Reunion and the Newsletter.....Keep up the Good Work it IS
appreciated. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- BIO
of JIM PHILLIPS
NAVDET, Det 4, 68-69 Hey Elder Green: Not wanting to be
grouped with the "TATERS", I will reprint my story of
my year in Sinop that has been on Bill Simons' web page for
several years. To this I will add more later. As I
have noted I was a swabbie, not an ASAer. But the
experiences of Turkey are similar and familiar to
us all. =======================================================================
In the era around 1969, everyone departing (enlisted) got this
certificate and a Zippo lighter from the Black Sea NCO Open Mess.
On the evening when we had 70 days left on the Hill until DEROS,
we became officially short. We went with all our friends to the
club, ordered a quart bottle of V.O. (which we had to drink to
the last drop). On the bottle was a ribbon which was then woven
around our watch band to signify that we were short.
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We used to go to the NCO Club when we first got to the Hill. Then
some beggar got the idea of having an EM club and restricting
those who were E-4 and below from going into the NCO club. Our
favorite waiter at the EM club was Charlie (an Anglicization of
his Turkish name, no doubt), who was a prisoner on work release.
Whenever we would order "root beer", he would say
"Oh, rupee!" We would laugh about it thinking that he
just couldn't hear the words "root beer". One day he
wrote us out a complete ticket, which was unusual, and on the
ticket he had penned the word "rupee". I never figured
out if that was a good Turkish word or just his bastardization of
English.
Alcohol was forbidden in the residence halls ("kazarma"
in Russian), but that normally didn't stop us. On evenings when
there was no watch to stand at Ops, we would call Charlie at the
EM club (we were in Washington Hall, which was right across the
street from the back door of the EM club, as I recall); and he
would sneak us out a case of Ruffino. Over that year, Ruffino
became my favorite wine and still holds a place in my heart to
this day. We would each get a bottle and drink to the sounds of
Big Brother and the Holding Company, The Mothers of Invention
("Oh, my hair's getting good in the back), the Beatles, Eric
Burdon and the Animals ("House of the Rising Sun") and
whatever other albums we were able to latch on to.
We would always try to walk in at least pairs on the way to Ops,
especially after dark, because Roland was always lurking in the
no-man's land between the residence halls and the Ops complex.
Quite often he would come charging across the open area, braying
at a high decibel level, with amorous intentions on his mind
(obvious when Roland had amorous intentions, I don't know how he
could run in that condition without tripping over something).
Often times for sport we would imitate his bray to excite him if
he was nowhere in sight (better to know where he was). Bill
Handrick (who, unfortunately died of cancer of the tongue in
1997) was one of the better at getting the sound just right.
As an initiation to the "yenis" in NAVDET, the whole
organization would stand down our watch and go to town to one of
the seaside outdoor cafes, where we would introduce them to
Turkish food (as most of you remember, the first experience
inevitably resulted in the "Turkey trots"), Turkish
beer, and most importantly Raki. The Yeni, seasoned drinker or
not, would be told to chug a shot of Raki, which in 95% of the
cases would exit the body the same way it entered within seconds.
There were many times the NAVDET would go to town in force to
drink the Yeni Hotel and several other restaurants completely out
of wine and beer. (And that with only an average of about 15 of
us).
At the Midnight Movie, the back row of the theater belonged to
the NAVDET. Eight to ten of us would go nightly. Occasionally,
yeni army guys would sit there, but since they hadn't grown used
to the rowdiness and down-right crudeness of life on the Hill
yet, it wasn't too hard to gross them out to the point they would
gladly move. During the year we were there, the movie
"Firecreek" with Jimmy Stewart hit the theater. The
central character in the movie was the town idiot, a young
teenager who no one in town (Firecreek, New Mexico) knew his
history, so he was named by the townspeople "Arthur
Firecreek". It was so bad that the next night during an
unusually bad scene in another movie, some of the Army guys
started chanting "Arthur Firecreek, Arthur Firecreek!"
This continued for several nights when a scene would come on that
no one could stand. We in the NAVDET then christened the
"Arthur Firecreek Award", which would go to the worst
movie of out year on the Hill. By the end of our year, the
consensus was a spaghetti western entitled "Ringo and his
Golden Pistol". (I have the movie on tape as the result of
finding it buried in the TBS listings in the middle of the night
several years ago.)
We referred to the lifers as "beggars" since we figured
they were in the service only to get the money and have to do no
work, since they foisted the work off on us first termers
(GAFFers, as we called ourselves). In the Ops area, there was a
large red light that would flash anytime a Turkish worker or
other uncleared person was in the building to warn us to put away
loose classified material. I fashioned a "BEG" rubber
stamp out of a Pearl eraser and we stamped "BEG" on
several spots on the light. Every time it would flash we referred
to it as the "BEGlight" and said it warned us to watch
out for beggars.
One of our good Army friends from language school, Stuart Ferency
wound up on the Hill with us. His father, according to Ferency,
had a whole warehouse of Cuban cigars that he had stashed before
the ban on Cuban products. About once a month Ferency would
receive a box of Cuban cigars in the mail. He would cut them in
thirds and pass them out to all of his friends, so we could
discover one of the real joys of life. Always the evening we got
our Cuban cigar ration, we would get a large group together in
the residence hall to play Monopoly while we smoked. By the time
we got well into the game, there would be a thick haze above the
table. I wasn't always sure it was all cigar smoke.
At the chow hall, we in NAVDET got to eat on separate rations, so
had to sign a sheet when we paid our money. We often signed as
"Mickey Mouse", "Donald Duck", "Natalie
Wood", or any other false name we could come up with, until
we got a call from the Navy detachment at Karumarsel, saying they
couldn't get reimbursement for such names.
The Turkish guy
who ran the chow hall (can't remember the name) also ran one of
the premier restaurants downtown where we would often eat. We
always claimed, but had no proof, that he would order extra food
through the commissary service for the chow hall, then tape
things like whole roasts to the inside of his leg in those big
baggy Turkish pants and smuggle the food downtown to serve at his
restaurant.
Turkish women were pretty much off limits to us infidels. Even
longing looks at them downtown would upset the Turks. Larry
Lavoie got an attachment for his camera that would take pictures
90 degrees to the side, instead of straight ahead. He got quite a
few nice pictures while pretending to take pictures of buildings.
We had one black guy on the Hill who became a Black Muslim and
was then able to have a Turkish girlfriend. There were several
Turkish girls who worked on post at the BX and Library who I
remember: Ayshen Arcelek, Nezihe, Hariye Altinkok. I've often
wondered what ever came of them.
The NAVDET houseboy was Nazmi Ozturk. He also seemed to be the
local head of the mafia. I think he may have migrated to
Australia a few years after I left Sinop.
When the end of our tour came and we all were to get orders to
other locations, about four of us asked if we could just extend
for another year on the Hill, since we had discovered the real
beauty of Turkey by that time. The powers that be were sure we
had either gone mad during our year in exile or were hooked on
Turkish hash. At any rate, they were not even amenable to the
idea, even though we pointed out that with a year of expertise in
the Black Sea problems, we would be invaluable to them, whereas
new guys coming in would take half the year to learn the skills
we had developed.
The only American women in Sinop were the Chaplain's wife and 11
year old daughter (Sheila, even at 11 she looked pretty good
after a year) and a dependent wife who came over of her own
accord and lived at the Yeni hotel.
On the fourth of July, the NCO club advertised free beer. Little
did we know they were giving away Carling's Black Label that had
probably been in storage two or three years longer than it should
have been. It was so nasty that most of us went ahead and bought
beer rather than drink the free stuff.
One day in about July or August, a huge waterspout was sighted
just off shore, heading straight for the residence hall we were
in. A lot of the guys had never seen one and ran outside to take
pictures. Having grown up in Tornado Alley, I was a little more
wary. Fortunately, the thing dissipated when it hit the cliffs
below us.
One day two Army officers had accosted two Turkish women on the
beach and we were all put on alert and restricted to the base for
several days while the community cooled down. That evening, we
looked out the window down toward the town and saw a whole
procession of lighted torches coming up the hill. We thought the
Turks were going to come up and slaughter the whole bunch of us
to get even with those two officers. It turned out the next day
that that had been the particular night of the year that the
cranes flew through going south. Many of them, after flying
across the Black Sea, would land on the first available piece of
land they could find to rest. The Turks would go out and club
them while they slept and have a good meal of roast crane.
On the days at work when things were slow, we would tune to the
Turkish civil air frequency in the early afternoon and hear
"Valvestem, this is Grey Ghost". This was the signal
that the mail plane was coming in from Samsun, and we would call
the barracks to let them know that the mail would be delivered in
about twenty minutes. In exchange for that info, whoever was at
the barracks would bring our mail up to us at Ops.
A group of us took a charter flight home for Christmas. The
evening before we were to leave, we went to the midnight movie
and saw "The Blue Max", a story of a WW1 German aviator
starring Robert Redford and Maximillian Schell. When we came out
of the theater, it was snowing. We had to go by bus to Samsun the
next day, then to Ankara, where we caught the flight to the
states. A couple of weeks before we were to fly out, I showed up
at work with a huge bandage on my chin and told the beggars that
I had fallen and injured myself pretty seriously and was likely
to be bandaged for awhile. They apparently believed me. The night
we got on the bus and left the base, I took the bandage off and
had a nice goatee started at a time when goatees were illegal in
the Navy. Despite some glaring looks from an Army Colonel seated
across the aisle, my beard survived long enough to make me feel
at home in the rapidly hippy-izing US. The first words I heard
when we got back to base in January were "Shave it off,
Phillips!"
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Won't be able to make the Hershey reunion, as I have a sick wife. However, my thoughts will be with you guys as you reminisce about life in Turkey as we knew it! Jim Phillips, Navdet, TUSLOG DET 4, Sinop Turkey, 1968-69, prospectorjim@erols.com
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Newly found veteran's
BLACKEY, Keith, E4-E6, Det 4-2, 65-69, keith@blackey.net Hello, all: Thank you for passing on the
Turkey ASA reunion info. Unfortunately I will not be
able to attend this year because of the distance and two
previous commitments for that weekend. Please keep me
on your distribution list. Other events that I will be at
this year are: * Tailhook 2002, Reno, Sept. 5-8, (http://www.tailhook.org/THmain.htm). I will be
manning the A-3 booth. * A-3 Association reunion and 50th
year celebration, Van Nuys, CA. Oct 25-28 (http://www.a3skywarrior.com/). * VQ Association,
location, date and time TBD. I have been to three
of these and really enjoyed myself. Subject: RE: Thumbnailsketch Chuck, I
can't believe this. It is a masterpiece. I glanced
through it tonight but need to set aside more time to read it in
detail. Thank you for sending it! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
BRIGGS,
BRUNGARD, Sam, 98J, Det 4-2, RR1 Mill Hall, PA
17751, 570-726-4896, no e-mail -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
FAITH, Cliff, 1LT-CPT,
Det 27 and 4-2, 65-67, (Rosalie), 3701 17th St., Sacramento, CA
95818, 916-446-3200, clifffaith@earthlink.net. OB
Oberbroeckling requested info on LT Faith and I found him thru www.switchboard.com at the above
address. Cliff was born in 1942. He was commissioned
thru the ROTC program at the Univ of California at Davis and
where he received a Electrical Engineering Degree. Rosalie
accompanied Cliff to Turkey. They look back on their TOUR
of DUTY in Turkey as a good experience. From Keith Faith: Here are some
names Rosalie and I remember for Det 4-2 1966-1968. Keith Blackey
from Mass; Keith "Brownie" Brown may be in the
Washington DC area working for the CIA; John Berryman from
Fla.; Dave Swenson from NH; Don Ashworth; Donald Stump; Gregory
Scott (converted to Islam) may go by the name Mohamed
Wally. He may be in Phil. PA.; Bud Truluck may be in
Sunnyvale CA or SF southbay area; Alan Steward CWO; Sfc. Rhodes;
Sfc. Chamness; Alexander Wiley Craig may be in the SF bay area,
CA
Dave Johnson may be in Washington State and Andrew C. Moore,III
was originally from Virginia
PRINCEHORN, Jim, Det 4.
69-70, From:
"Jim Princehorn" <jbprincehorn@att.net> Hi, there. This
is Jim Princehorn, an ASA'er from Sinop ( 69-70 ) and Phu
Bai ( 71-72.) You have been sending your newsletters
to me for about a couple of months now. I read them
with interest, looking for guys that I worked with, but
really haven't found any yet. It "appears"
that most of your articles are regarding times before my brief
service, or about career fellows. BUT, I'm not giving
up. Keep 'em coming! I'm traveling on business now,
which I do quite a bit of, but am interested in a Sinop
golf shirt and ASA patch. Put me on the list, I'll
send along the money when I return home. Thanks, and take
care! JBP [[Jim
- Put your thinking cap on and send me some names of those you
remember during your TOUR of DUTY at Sinop. Once I get the
names I try to track them down and then get them interested in
participating. How about sending me a BIO of yourself,
something like the one Roy Springmeyer wrote and is included
herein- - -gH]]
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SWENSON, Dave, From: Dave Swenson" <swenson@monad.net> To: "BOB
BRIGGS" <rcb@appsig.com> Cc: "Jennifer
Olshove" <jenniferolshove@hotmail.com>; "Robert
Reid" <reid@InfoAve.Net>; "Nat
Alderman" <AldermanNJ@aol.com>; "Mike
Hilliard" <m32242h@swbell.net>; "Don
Ackerman" <don_ackerman@hotmail.com>; "Keith
Blackey" <keith@blackey.net>; "Robert
Oberbroeckling" <c21ob@aol.com>; "ercgreen"
<ercgreen@yourinter.net>; "bill
baskervill" <bbask@erols.com>; <Clifffaith@earthlink.net> Subject: Re: Fw: DAYS
OF OUR LIVES #78] Hi Bob, - Great to hear from you again.
Yes, I remember all the places you mentioned. Seems like
you traveled our old route through Andalucia.
Last time, however, we traveled first class in your
Mercedes. I often remember those days with much fondness.
As I recall, one could get a room and breakfast at one of
the Spanish government run Paradors for several $s per
night. I imagine it's just a bit more expensive today!
I am planning on being in San Diego on business the
week of 9/30. I have a project at our Liberty Mutual
subsidiary, Golden Eagle Insurance Company, in downtown SD.
I'm in San Diego several times a year and love
it...especially in the winter. Had a nice chat with
Elder Green who is organizing a TUSLOG reunion for ASA vets
in Hershey PA. I understand that the Faiths and Col OB may
attend? Unfortunately, I am on the road for the next five
weeks and am not certain that I will be able to attend.
Liberty Mutual has recently had a mega merger which
means that I and my three colleagues have job security for
the next five years or until I retire, whichever comes first
(hopefully retire). You mentioned , in a prior
conversation, that some years ago you had run into Wiley
Craig. Have you been in contact with anyone else from Det
4-2 or 2nd SAD? Hope all is well with you and your
family. Thanks for keeping in touch. Best Regards,
Dave Swenson
----- Original Message -----
From: "BOB BRIGGS" <rcb@appsig.com>
To: "Swenson" <swenson@monad.net>
Subject: [Fwd: Fw: DAYS OF OUR LIVES #78]
Hi Dave - your reply to Bask arrived the same time as this one I
am forwarding to you. Notice the other address for
Cliff Faith - "Clifffaith@earthlink.net". He has never
replied to any email I have ever sent him, and I have
lost track of them since they moved from Redding to
Sacramento a year or two
ago. Sometimes Rosalie will send me a card with their new
address but I haven't heard from them. I just got back
from two weeks in Spain with my wife. She wanted to
go because our kids were in Salamanca for a month with a
group studying spanish there. The plane landed in
Madrid and we spent most of the time driving to various
towns - Valencia, Cartegena, Malaga, Granada, Sevilla, Jerez
de la Frontera, Merida, Salamanca. The biggest changes
I noticed were they now have a pretty good freeway/tollroad
system, a lot more traffic in towns, no machine gun toting
Guardia Civil at the edge of town, and they use the euro,
which makes it very easy to compare prices, since it is
almost one/one with the dollar. As I remember it used
to take about 4 hours to drive to Granada from Rota - now it is
about 3 hours. We put 3000 kilometers on a little Renault
"Scenic" 1.9 liter diesel mini SUV, which was
surprisingly nice, although I haven't seen them for sale in
California. Jerez was the closest we got
to Rota, the bodega tours cost $7 per person now - no
more freebees. I don't know if you remember the Plaza de
Espana building in Sevilla. It is the semicircular bldg
with the painted tile representations of all the provinces
with the fountain in the middle that they light up
with various colors at night during the spring fair
(Feria). I notice they use it in the latest Star Wars
movie (they cut off the towers and made domes with their
digital picture editing), and it was the Cairo British army
hdqtrs bldg in Lawrence of Arabia. It is a little run down
now - broken tiles, pidgeon damage etc. The time change
traveling to europe is still brutal. When they are
up and about in Spain, it is the wee hours of the night in
California. I never got fully adjusted to it in the
two weeks, but it was pretty easy to re-adjust to California
time once we returned. Also, 12 hours on an airplane each
way is no fun. But I did pick up a fascinating biotech
book at the airport to read - "Genome" by
Matt Ridley - tells you everything you didn't want to know
about why you are what you are. Hope you are
fine. Bob Briggs ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
From: David Swenson, SP5,
98J, Det 27 & 4-2,MR66-68, (Michelle), 40 Kennedy Dr.,
Keene, NH 03431, 603-357-5651, swenson@monad.net To: "bill baskervill" <bbask@erols.com> Cc: <dbuley@starpower.net>; "Robert Reid" <reid@InfoAve.Net>; "Keith Blackey" <keith@skycreative.net>; "Gil Bouffard" <gbouffard@jps.net>; "Don Ackerman" <don_ackerman@hotmail.com>; "BOB BRIGGS" <rcb@appsig.com>; "Michael Hilliard" <m32242h@swbell.net>; "Jennifer Olshove" <jenniferolshove@hotmail.com>; "Clifford L. Faith" <cfaith@awwwsome.com>; <ercgreen@yourinter.net> Sent: Sunday, July 21, 2002 1:23 PM
Subject: Re: reunion - Hi Hound, - (edited) Good
to hear from you. I pulled the below info from the reunion
page of the NASAA. Is this the reunion you are
referring to? I was in Manzarali in early 1966
(couple of weeks) being processed for Det 4-2 in Adana and
in Karamursel for a day during a "touch and go".
If you and any other Det 4-2 types plan on attending, I will
definitely make an effort to be there! Let me know. I
do have a tentative business trip to the Washington area in
another month or so-will keep you posted-maybe we can touch
base? Perhaps if Col OB returns your email he may have
some ideas. One major challenge is reaching guys from the
1964-66 time frame. There are perhaps thirty + that we
worked with that have disappeared tho I did hear from
Steve Heintz, Al Lundberg and Vic Vogel's (MIA in 1966)
family awhile back (they still referred to me as the
"swede"). During phone conversation Swede gave me the
following names of ex-4-2'ers
A-3 Skywarrior Association: October 24-28, 2002, Van Nuys
CA: Coincides with the actual first flight of an
XA3D-1 (BuNo 125412) at Edwards AFB on Oct. 28, 1952.
Contact Mark Swisher, Treasurer, A-3 Skywarrior
Association, 4225 Inspiration Dr., Benbrook, TX 76126-5216.
http://www.a3skywarrior.com/index.htm ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- KELBAUGH, Gilbert (Gil) Subject:
"The Hill," the veterans, the Reunion... Dear Mr. Green, Rec'd
a surprise phone call from the long-distant past last week ---
from Mike Comroe, with whom I served at TRRS --- also whom I
remembered instantly. Thirty-nine years cannot efface the
memories. Comroe informs me plans are afoot for
veterans of TUSLOG Detachments 4 and 27; and TRRS, to meet at
Hershey, PA, 13 -- 15SEP02. If you can provide, I would
like the details. Gilbert (Gil) Kelbaugh, Formerly, SP/5, USA
(1960-63), 059, Trick 4, Det. 4, and TRRS 7402 Sunday's Lane, RFD 3, Frederick, MD 21702,
301-898-9038
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LOVING, Wm E Jr., b-1942, brat, son of CPT Wm
E. & Iona "Purkey" Loving, Det 27 Cdr, 57-60, 10216
Delray Rd., Glen Allen, VA 23060, 804-672-7328, ebloving2@yahoo.com I had a interesting phone
conversation with Bill Loving Jr. His parents are both
deceased. CPT Wm E. Loving, b-1915 d-1SE1975. His wife Purkey
died in 1975. From: Maurice
Cammack To: ercgreen ; Bill
Loving Cc: Jimbo
Stephens Elder, thank you again for
the effort and work you are putting into the upcoming reunion. It
will be a resounding success I know, and you're the perfect
example of why ASA and Det 27 were the best units in the Army. I
never appreciated all I had until I went to the Infantry and
found the "other half" of the intelligence spectrum.
ha. Bill, your Dad was the CO who re-enlisted me in 1958
and I still have my paperwork for that event. I am sorry to hear
that he and your Mom have passed away. I remember CPT Loving as a
good Commander, who was fair in his dealings with us young
enlisted types in those days and who cared about his
troops. I haven't been able to talk to Tom Stephens this
week, my telephone is out and I have been back and forth to the
hospital. Last Thursday, I had a real bad swelling of my
bad leg, and when I went to the Doctor, they sent me on to our
small country hospital for a sonogram of my vein. The
sonogram found blood clots again and they sent me to another
hospital in Jackson, Mississippi. The doctors there ran a
veinogram and confirmed the problems. I have to be operated
on as soon as my primary Doctor gets back from a 3-week vacation
in Sweden to have a stint placed in the vein so it will stay
open. The bad part of this is that I will be unable to
attend the reunion this year since I won't be over the operation
and can't travel for some time. I am, however, making plans for
next year already, and if I can make it, I'll be there, as I am
sure Tom will also. On another subject, I never heard from
Ron Crocheron, and the email never came back. I had hoped to look
him up at the reunion, but will have to save that for next year
also. Bill, best wishes to you and your wife. Thank you
again, Elder, and best wishes to you and your family also. Tom -
When the telephone kicks in next week, I will call and fill you
in also. Sincerely, Maurice Cammack
VAN
EREM, Bob
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MISSING VETS TELFER, Mark
and Brassfield, Jim From: g_jorgensen@hotmail.com
gH, - I called some telfers in Iowa and Cal last week
looking for Mark Telfer(Pat) who were from Newell, Ia. The number
I have been trying for Cliff Telfer in Newell has finally been
disconnected and I've had no luck in locating them. I kind of
figured they stayed in CA when discharged from Two Rock in 69.
The other no find is Jim Brassfield who I thought was from IL, OH
or IN. I called numerous Brassfields with no luck. Anybody got
any Ideas? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
ADDRESS
CHANGE HAMILTON, Mark, DOB: 1943,
E3-E5, 71B, S4, Det 27, JL64-DE66, (Marilyn), 5891 Countryview Dr., Hamilton, OH
45011, 513-892-2270. - Talked to Mark on the 24th. They
have moved from Orlando, FL and have purchased a new home in
Hamilton, OH where Mark works for the Cort Furniture
Rental Company as a Department manager, etc......
Mark intends to fit the Hershey reunion into his agenda as it was
Mark who started the Manzarali website and he informs that he
plans to up-date his pages and I offered any and all of my folders and the
inclusion of the 2002 Memory Book therein is a possibility- - -gH -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
DITS and DAHS A wise man will
make more opportunities than he finds. - Francis Bacon
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