08 January 2018

Thirty

Thirty years ago today I left Fort Knox, Kentucky, C-1-81AR and the Armor Training School for my first active duty station in Stuttgart, West Germany (or Die Bundesrepublik Deutschland as Rudy the Rad would have it).

So much has changed.

There were two Germany's then.

There was a Soviet Union.

Czechoslovakia was one nation.

Heck, we flew Pan Am from JFK to Frankfurt am Main.
Posted by Angus McThag at 11:48
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  1. Old NFO08 January, 2018 15:22

    And all of those are gone now... sigh

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  2. Unknown08 January, 2018 19:59

    I did my first tour of Germany 74-75, that place is now a furniture factory, second tour 79-84 now an upscale gated community, last tour 95-96 which is now a "refugee" housing area. NFO is right, it is all gone but the memories.

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