So here goes...back 82 when I arrived at Graf I was the only female soldier in our unit and living in the barracks. So many funny things happened....The second night I was there SSG Woods, Theodore informedme that I was invited to the barracks g.i.party. I was all excited! A party! For GI's! I asked what I should bring and I should have known by that big cheesy SSG Woods grin.... Out to the shoppette I ran. I bought chips and soda and cookies for the GI Party. When I arrived at the appointed time in jeans and pink blouse, hair all curled up and makeup on....goodies in hand I was sure surprised to be told to grab a mop and GI (clean) the barracks! SSG Woods ate my cookies:(
We were all on seperate rats due to our mission. We were provided a stove and oven in the laundry room. How many fires we had to put out because one of our partying troops would come home, get the munchies and start cooking.....and then fall asleep! I have pried more burnt pizza rolls and frenchfries off the bottom of that oven! We never squealed. There were times when we would sit around and figure out what we were all hungry for and we would walk to the commisary and buy our groceries. The fellas always wanted real mashed potatos so I would peel, chop and boil them, and then Lowe, or Hottin, or Suroweic would take turns mashing them. Our potato masher was the best. A baseball bat with aluminium foil on the end. Best mashed potatos I have ever had!

Holmes,
Ha! I was just thinking about the same event the other day. It happened right when I got to the unit. It was reverse cycle training. I remember going out to do the night land nav. We did it in groups. I don't think the problem was the course. Murphy O'Brien Billings (!) was in my group. Every time we would find a point he would grab the chemlight and throw it off into the woods. Since I was only in the unit a few days I kept my mouth shut and wondered what I had gotten myself into. I do remember Mr Cicuzza coming back to the white house and insisting he wasn't lost because he had been "counting the paces"!!!

Mr Cicuzza was the first pilot I flew with. Still have the form from the log book somewhere. His passing is a shame. I thought he was a good guy.

hohenfels also maybe capt adams cant remember the other pilot med was rosario i think. Upon arrival looked like somebody was sleeping in my bed we backed out asked around. Nobody knew nothin. It ended up being a blowup doll.It was capt adams. we ende up dressing her up in a flight suit and taking her into the nco club. people were lafin thier butts off. We even had guys offer to buy ethel a drink. I think rosie named her. did anybody ever go after the bell in the church tower , i think it was in a range that was usually hot