FORT MAC 2

While I was stationed at Fort Mac, Nancy and I were married and Debbie and Donna were born.  They were 7 month preemies and we lost Donna.  Debbie spent her first 2 months in an Isolette in the hospital.  It had the temperature and humidity controlled.  We were waiting on her to weigh 5 pounds so we could bring her home.  

Dining out.

We played soldier once a year when we would go to Fort McClellan, Alabama for an army tactical training test.  We had to qualify with our weapons.  We had M1 carbines issued to us and this was the only time that we were able to shoot them although we did have the privilege of marching with them on a regular basis.

We didn't march with the bazooka.

We dined on "C" rations and also had some hot food.  The c rations had cigarettes in them and they were obviously left over from WWII since some had "Luckies go to war" on them and a green wrapper.  If you lit one of the cigarettes it would burn like a dynamite fuse.  As Sherman said, "War is Hell". 

Our cleverly camouflaged machine gun nest.

 I thought that I was about to get into trouble because some guy burned his tent up with this homemade stove he had inside it.  Well, it was cold in the foxholes that we dug and I showed some guys how to make a stove out of a tin can, dirt, and gasoline to heat a little coffee or to have some heat in the foxhole.  The gas tanks on the trucks had a little drain so it was easy to get some gas.  Soon, the foxholes were glowing at night and then the guy burned the tent.  Busted!  They called a formation and said for the ones with stoves to dump them in a trash can and they filled the can.  The CO was not happy and they were afraid that they would not have enough gas to get back to where they had to refuel one of the trucks.

A promise must never be broken.
Alexander Hamilton 
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