[Evans, Marv]

What always amazed me when I was in the Army was how special General Officers were treated. I worked in a General Staff Section, and one of our many duties was to help organize the public and post appearances of the commanding general (Maj. GEN Hutchinson if I remember correctly) and his assistant commander - a Brigadier. As a lowly private and later on specialist, One of my duties was to take his jacket and guard it at these affairs. The staff car would park in front with all of the accompanying staff cars after. He would come in with a gang of officers around him and after him. As I would step up and ask, "Can I take your jacket, sir," a bunch of those around him would be tearing at his jacket to take it off. We sort of got to where we would give each other a faint, wry smile. My company was a post company with a wide array of sections - officers' and enlisted personnel and pay records, procurement, nuclear weapons maintenance, etc., etc. One was to maintain and assist visiting senior officers. It was interesting to hear some of the stories from the guys that maintained the houses and served them when they visited.