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Originally Posted by Joeaksa
My God you guys are bringing back memories. Like Widgeon for some reason I still feel "at home" when on base.
Remember your first time in the PX or when you got a bit older when you got to go in the Class Six?
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When I was stationed in Germany, I was junior officer on a small kasern and had responsibility for all non tac facilities, class VI, post exchange, commissary, housing, schools etc., etc. It was fun but a real PITA at times since everybody out ranked me. Boy did they get pissed when they didn't get into permanent housing as soon as they wanted. I had the power, they had the rank, very funny situation. I lived off post just to keep the harassment factor down.
My biggest PITA was a major's wife, Mrs. Kraut (great name for a major in Germany) she always complained about the date of time stamped food in the commissary. She was forever writing her congressman, you know what that led to. She also complained about getting beef from New Zealand, she wanted it from US. Those were the good old days.