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Tabby Badger
Guest
Hi,
Been lurking a while, you guys have made me nostalgic for the old life for the first time since I left in 96, but then I've been in Los Angeles for 10 years - not a lot of reminders crop up in daily life and I've lost contact with everybody now.
And it certainly seems like things have changed enormously since my departure. No more TACEVALS? I used to have a blast as a m/c courier at Wildenrath, grass tracking across the airfield and racing Tooms alongside the runway (in full NBC gear), and I still have a compo baby's head in a tin. It's stamped "92" on the top - wonder if it's still edible?
Anyway, I'm glad I found the site, even if it does make me acutely aware of being a KOS. I think I must have become a lot more liberal since I left. I've certainly mellowed more than somewhat.
Thanks for providing an excellent link to my formative years; I think it's prolly a lot tougher for you all now, what with all the blood and sand and stuff.
First 4? 8092
Attested? Ilford CIO 7 March 1971...
OK, back to lurking and sighing a lot.
Been lurking a while, you guys have made me nostalgic for the old life for the first time since I left in 96, but then I've been in Los Angeles for 10 years - not a lot of reminders crop up in daily life and I've lost contact with everybody now.
And it certainly seems like things have changed enormously since my departure. No more TACEVALS? I used to have a blast as a m/c courier at Wildenrath, grass tracking across the airfield and racing Tooms alongside the runway (in full NBC gear), and I still have a compo baby's head in a tin. It's stamped "92" on the top - wonder if it's still edible?
Anyway, I'm glad I found the site, even if it does make me acutely aware of being a KOS. I think I must have become a lot more liberal since I left. I've certainly mellowed more than somewhat.
Thanks for providing an excellent link to my formative years; I think it's prolly a lot tougher for you all now, what with all the blood and sand and stuff.
First 4? 8092
Attested? Ilford CIO 7 March 1971...
OK, back to lurking and sighing a lot.