Were any of you senior gentlemen in or ever heard of a 92nd Special Forces?
Anyone? Anyone? Bueler?
I used the search button to see if anyone has mentioned this outfit and didn't get any hits, so if I missed any previous posts, or ignorant of its existence, I apologize.
I was in the BW3 up in Ft Collins, today, and was having a very nice discussion with an older gent concerning fly fishing, places to fish, wildlife we have encountered and such. The conversation changed topics to how we got into fishing and the outdoors and I mentioned the military. The guy asked what I did in the military and I said "Army" both AD and NG. He inquired what I did and I told him. That's when the conversation went downhill.
This guy started going on about being a master gunner sniper in the 92nd Special Forces, and got shot in the knee while being a door gunner on a chopper in Vietnam. He mentioned being shot down multiple times during his tour.
Was this the real Rambo sitting down along the bar? Was SF in 'Nam? Responsible for million dollar pieces of equipment? Could drive a tank and fly a helicopter gunship?! If he was supposed to be able to fly a gunship then what the hell was he doing standing in the door working the 60?. He threw out various other units that he was part of but due to the loud noise in the restaurant on top of his mumblings, I couldn't make out what other units he mentioned.
Now, I'm going to state the obvious that this was absolute BS. If my statements merit an online beat-down, forgive me for not being that bright, but I don't recall any mention of the 92nd SF in any of the history or heraldry of the regiment. And WTF is a "Master Gunner Sniper"?!!
I don't know why the guy had to ruin such a nice conversation about fly-fishing and encounters with big game. I had the feeling that if I said "Navy Seal", "Force Recon", "Airborne Ranger", "Elite Mess-Kit Repair", or the ill-fated "Walker Brigade" he would have invented and claimed membership of an equally obscure unit affiliated with whichever outfit I mentioned. He looked like a "lifer" or career gamer and didn't appear nearly old enough to be a Vietnam veteran. It's too bad because he seemed like a genuinely nice dude, and since I was too tired from moving all my crap into storage while my house sells to call him out, I just got up and left with a bad case of indigestion.
When I got home, I tried some google-foo and the only thing that came close was a web site of the "Mystics of the Force": 92nd Marine Special Forces Division.
http://mysticsoftheforce.com/ Again, I'm sorry, but that is some seriously bat-sh*t crazy, living-in-mom's-basement stuff.
!) I knew he was full of shit when he spun one that included me... and I said, "Dude, I wasn't there." He argued with me.
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