Vintage shots from days gone by!

My chief in Nam was on the BB in Korea, he said that they could do that, I was an FTG on a tin can and we had a gold E and 4 hash marks on our gun director, all because of the chief. guess he knew what he was talking about. FTG2

 

Cool Junkyard Pics. Where were these junkyards at????

 

I trained on 105s and assigned to 8' inchers with a 22 mile range but personally I think hitting a shit house from 23 miles is pretty optomistic .... to many variables, including human error. Maybe by a five round walk-in with an FO I'd say yes.

Todays guns are a differnt story

 

What great pics!!

 

Model T Bus

 

Now, THAT is funnier 'n shit right there, Don. BUT, I'll bet those Somali prirates wouldn't come CLOSE to an Iowa Class battle wagon, eh? Why'd we retire them anyway?

Well, back to SERIOUS history.

 

What ever hyappened to "truth in advertising"??

 

Nowadays people pay to do this
and call it an adventure they did
it beacuse they had to to put food
on the table

 

Got to fly some missions in the back seat of a 19th TASS 01-E Forward Aircontrol spotting for the New Jersey - Standing off about 3 miles from the target it was very impressive

 

True, but self-inflicted wounds were always a way of winking out, in any war. Purple Heart winners KNOW if they deserved the medals or not. We make our own beds.

 

Hey, Empire, no offense, but all the regs said a few days ago: If you know about the photo you're posting, PLEASE tack on the info, bro. I honestly don't think that slipped by you. You get a credit for every single pic you post. We just expect that you'll fall in line with the rest of us and (1) give the rest of us a clue what your pix are about, and (2) give credit to the source you pull the pix from. It's only fair.

 

I gues they dont needed to go to a gym
after working 10 hours with that 6 days
a week

 

Pilots 1893 second from left in first row
is my great great gradfather the master
pilot.Second row first from right is one
of his sons

 

CodeBlue, heard ya loud & clear. Guy I worked with was a ball to be around. But when he talked about the "Frozen Chosin," his hands would shake to where we'd have light his cigarette -- obvious post-traumatic stress (only now finally properly assessed).

Early in the battle, he and his buds were dug in up on a ridge. The Chinese regs started "walking in" mortars on their position. When one hit a little too close, he said, boys, they've got us nailed. Let's get the hell out of this foxhole! Next round was RIGHT ON. Guess we knoew what kept him awake at night, right?

Day or so later, he was on detail hacking guys out of the ice to transport them to proper burial. He said that, when they fell, their body temps were just enough to cause them to sink a little into the ice.

I could tell he didn't like talking about it. But I got the feeling he liked getting it off his shoulders.

 

BTW, about 2,500 UN troops ( US, Brit, French, probably ANZAC, too) who went to the border got whammed by the unexpected influx of Chinese regs, bent on irradicating them. They got encircled, leading the commander to say, well at least we know where the enemy is.

Turkish troops lost over half their number trying to break through. When the allied UN forces broke out, less than 400 out of the 2,500 came back without getting killed or wounded. But if they hadn't slugged it out (barrels red), they would have been overrun like Custer and his band.

I'd call them heroes.

 

RE all of the vet related chatter here recently has me thinking back about many veterans I've worked with. I've been involved with the military community in one way or another for nearly my entire adult life - I guess even before that if my uncle and some of my dad's friends who I knew as a kid that were in WWII count. I got my induction physical in '67 but didn't go in till '71 and was VERY fortunate not to have to go to the bad places that many of my friends and relatives had to go to - and several who didn't return.

I especially remember one old Chief (E-9) I worked with as a young airman. He was definitely 'old school', a WWII vet who was ending his Air Force career in the early 70s. He was crusty and crotchety, but with a heart of gold and oh the stories! Nobody dared asked him about his experiences, he'd snap one's head off, just like others some of us might know. But without notice sometimes he'd just open up and let the stories go. We'd just sit and listen...I wish I'd had a recorder! Jimi as you also said, many of the vets who were in bad places are reluctant or refuse to talk about some stuff, but it stays with them to their graves.

But to anyone who knows veterans enough to be around them when they start talking - shut up! sit down! Listen! Be a sponge and absorb all they say. They're not going to be here forever. While sometimes the media only focuses on a few of them, the real "Band of Brothers" extends to nearly each and every family who has or has had a member who has served our beautiful America

 

RC...

 

Amen to that. In New England and elsewhere in the states, the men who worked the big log drives burned more calories than you can count, every day, and put their lives on the line. No thoughts of getting exercise after a long day's work!

 

As we've all agreed on this thread, PICTURES tell stories. But living,
breathing people still have memories living within them which will
pass away when they die. THANKS, Ron, and all. I honestly didn't
mean to side-track anything talking about Korea. But they need to
be remembered just like any loyal servieman or servicewoman. I'd
encourage anyone to look up the Korean War. Even just the photos
convey so much (except the ones censored for their graphic
impact). These are nice ones, and I'll leave it at that. NO, it is not
a "Forgotten War," not at all.




Photo thanks to ClydeMcDonnell



Photo thanks to KoreanWarBaby



Photo thanks to Investors.com

 

These days we will never know the psychological strain placed on Veterans of Korea and Vietnam (Thank God!). Maybe the general public are still to a large extent apathetic toward it all, even my family have given me the 'Oh god, here he goes' and roll of the eyes on the few occasions I have cared to tell them anything.
I don't understand their reasoning, somehow they have come to the conclusion that all conflicts post Vietnam are somewhat less of an ordeal, less real. That the fighting was on a much lower and less dangerous level! Maybe we were not there for as long but being pinned down behind a rocky outcrop with a lot of opposing fire coming down on you would be no different in 1942 or 2002 you can die just as much.
Ask a Victoria Cross Recipient from either age of conflicts and I bet you get almost the same story. I does not matter when it happens, combat is combat and holds the same possibility's no matter where or when it was.
Though these days there are some great avenues for Veterans to access assistance in these areas. As much as it's kinda hard to admit it, I have recently started to see a Psych care of Vets Affairs.
I wonder how it will all go?


Me as a young soldier......................

Doc.

PS: Sorry for the rant, just reminded me of whats going on and it feels good to get it off my chest.

 

Color video of San Fransisco 1955
http://www.archive.org/details/SanFrancisco1955CinemascopeFilm
Worth watching

 

This deserves to be quoted, again. RIP, Buck.

I've had the pleasure or meeting a few of the original E Co guys, but am saddened that I won't be able to meet Mr Compton. Again, Rest in Peace.

 

Okay, who remembers BobLo Island? I do, first time I went was '59. These pics from the Wayne State archives, appear to be late 50s or 60s. BobLo is now long gone

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I am posting from my phone so I will keep it short.... just a correction on those that receive medal .... they should be referred to as "recipients" .... not "winners" .... carry on.

 

Amazing story of a true American hero.

 

Good point Sam (I know thats not your name but what else am I to call you??!!) and I should have known better. Fixed it up.

Doc.

 

This is Magnetic Hill in Moncton New Brunswick , Canada

 

1954 c.a. Detroit MI, Grand River and Oakman Avenues

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photo: Wayne State Univ archives​

 

Late 30s or early 40s - Driver Training Test simulator

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photo: Wayne State Univ archives​

 

1930s Woodward Avenue, Detroit - caption says these are undercover gambling dens.

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