PMEL WAR STORIES.....

[Thraxas]

Luckily you woke up in bed with a nice lady. Waking up in foreign territory (or bed) can be a bad experience.

[flew-da-coup]

From your own account Thraxas?

[docbyers]

So my wife and I got married in '84 before we left beautiful Cheyenne, WY.  I PCSd to Ramstein in January, '85; she followed in March after the joint-spouse assignment came through.  She arrives at Ramstein in the middle of war games, and sees her husband for the first time in over two months dressed in the oh-so-attractive chem gear.

We head out to the Transient Quarters for some "private time," and the siren commences its "put your gas mask on NOW" tones.  I'm 100' from the Transient Quarters, and some parts of my body are telling me to ignore the friggin' siren and get the spousal unit in a horizontal position ASAP.  Naturally, a highly-motivated war game referee holds his hand up, and inquires as to why I am driving sans gas mask.  My wife, not a shy NCO by any means, informs him that she's just flown across the ocean, driven 2 hours from Frankfurt, and has every intention of reacquainting herself with the husband she had missed so dearly for the past 2 months.  (I can only assume she was referring to me)

She mentioned something about if the East Germans were coming over the border and this was the real deal, her husband (the combat metrologist) would have the f%c&ing gas mask on and she would be killing commies with an M-16 out the passenger side window.  This NOT being the real deal, he may want to make a career decision and step aside, seeing that she worked at USAFE CBPO, and could make his life more miserable than it currently was...

Five minutes later I was NOT wearing my chemical warfare suit, and remembering why I married her in the first place...