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Memories of Robin Sage in 1979
I remember hitching a ride in a "Tom's Candy" truck. I broke my weapon down and put it into my ruck. In those days guys were getting "mugged" for their M16's way out in the sticks. Anyway, this guy pulls over and gives me about a 20 click ride plus all the oatmeal pies I could scarf down. I knew then that the "unconventional" life was for me.
I remember falling asleep with my face on the feed tray of an M60 while waiting in ambush. The flare tripped, I woke up, fired one round and the piece of sh** jammed. So much for that.
I remember setting up an LZ for a STOL Porter from Langly. That was a special treat for an E-3 like me.
Long live Pineland.
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