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Originally Posted by Quartz_MJC
"The Bearded one" I haven't heard that name in ages. Oh! The memories I have. . . .
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There I was, it was FOGGY, and dinosaurs ruled the Earth.
I was assigned to SWC DOT-D in the mid 80’s. It was great job, I met awesome folks, learned a lot about how the other side of the Army operated (TDA V. TOE) got to work on some interesting projects and meet awesome folks yadda, yadda; etc, etc.
One of the great things, then, was that every year you got to go and get “re-greened” – - Leave the Center and go do “something”. My first year, I scored the Canadian Jump Bivouac at Pettawawa, Ontario. The next year, I went to the Q-Course. When year three rolled around I had BIG expectations. (I was hoping for HALO.) (note to all: this is VOLUNTARY training.)
SEZ HE: “I have a great one for ya” . . . “it’s at FT Benjamin Harrison. . . That’s in Indianapolis . . . Where they hold the Big Race, . . . The Indianapolis 500? "
SEZ ME: “O . . . Kay. What’s the Course?”
SEZ HE: “It’s great. . . Cutting edge stuff. . . In a few years you will be SO happy to have this one. . . “
SEZ ME: “O . . . Kay. I was sorta, kinda, hoping for, you know, something like HALO?”
SEZ HE: “Ohhhh yeah, well . . . no slots available . . . sorry. BUT!!! This is a GREAT school and you will really like it.”
SEZ ME: “O . . . Kay. What is it?”
SEZ HE: “Computer school.”
SEZ ME: “O . . . No! No thanks, though. I have seen those guys in the basement. I don’t want to be like them. EVER. And, if I go to computer school, the Army will know about it and they will make do computer stuff. No thanks. Do ya got ANYthing else?”
SEZ HE: “Well, I do have SERE.”
SEZ ME: “I’ll take it.”
Without giving away too much, let me say the “S” part is interesting and really fun. The first “E” is really, really fun. The “R” part is not fun. The “R” part is so NOT fun in so MANY way that time seems to stop. After one particularly VERY NOT fun interrogation I was trying to get myself back together in my cell. My neighbor did what all good neighbors do, he messaged me. “HOW. . .R. . . U”.
I was in a very honest mood at the time, “B. . . A. . . D”.
He started with a long message that was very hard to keep up with. It was “AT . . . LEAST. . . U. . . R. . . NOT . . . IN . . . COMPUTER . . . SCHOOL.”
I started giggling. I couldn’t stop. So I earned another VERY NOT fun session.
But I did not care. Because, now, I just reminded myself where I wasn’t!