Lived there (as a dependent) from the middle of 1964 to the middle of 1965. My father’s last duty station. He started there, served as a DI before taking a commission, and ended there as a Major. We have a commemorative brick with his name on it by the parade ground.
He served honorably in 3 wars. Which was, he said, less difficult than surviving 3 teenage sons. RIP dad, they don’t make them like you anymore.
Hi there ChildOfThe60s, thanks for joining us this evening, and thanks to your Dad for his service to our Country!