I will give them a little respect.
What I won’t give them is a compass
;-)
I was a butterbar for two years, but my 3 Platoon Sergeants all had at least one tour in Nam, and they taught me well. During that time, I had both Chaparral platoons, and followed that with about six months with a Towed Vulcan platoon.
We were at Hahn AB, and there were quite a few small towns in the area, perfect for perfecting our map reading skills.
I just got back from vacation, reconnected with an old Army buddy, we hadn't seen each other in over 40 years. While I was the Maintenance Officer (damn I hated that job), he was the XO. He was unflappable, with a high military IQ, our own Dick Winters. I was a proficient platoon leader by then, having been through 5 ARTEPs.
We had similarities to Easy Company in "Band of Brothers": the CO couldn't read a map to save his life, and proved it during an evaluation. Problem was, the XO was away for a training class, which meant I was XO and Maintenance Officer.
Such good times we had!