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DaveA said:
Thought that was odd as well. We ran a URC show there back in the 80's. Ran Tri-City in nearby Franklin, PA the night before and wrecked. The following day we hauled to Sharon and started putting the car back together in the grassy parking lot beneath the only tree in sight. Other club members showed up and pitched in to give us a hand. With our own spares and a few borrowed parts we got it back together and finished 9th but at least picked up some points.

If my memory is correct. the Tri+City bunch were running 410's with the 5 ft. wings while we had our URC legal 366 c.i. engine and the 4 fft. wing. We ran rather than sitting around the motel that evening but it was a pretty costly choice:eek:
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That's really cool, and I know the wanting to race no matter what.
In the winter of 92, I found out that TNN was hosting a winter heat series in Arizona. I thought... here's my chance to be on TV. Schedule was arrive on Wednesday and time trial in the top 100 to make it to Thursday heats. Then, Friday was B,C,D and E mains (if needed) to determine Saturday's A main starting field.
Now, I knew my chances of making the A main were... like... none, but I figured to at least get some tv exposure in the heats and maybe one of the other mains. Ha.
What happened was 160 winged 410 sprints showed up. o_O All The best and biggest names in the country were there. Well, I timed in at 106th and got to watch a lot of super races.
Wife kinda chuckled at me when I dragged my butt home and said... hmmmm, I didn't see you on the tv.... did you have problems? 🤣
 
Most join the military in their late teens, early 20's
I joined as an elderly recruit in my prime at the age of 33 ... and they gave me a funny hat

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Eupher said:
Probably 1986 when I was 29. Photo taken at the Engelhardt Brewery in Charlottenburg, West Berlin, Germany. I'm on the left, in the middle is a dear friend named Ingeborg, who taught rudimentary German to GIs as part of the onboarding process in Berlin. Next to Inge is the commander of my unit (298th Army Band) CW2 Dave Smith who became a good friend after we both retired from the Army. Dave passed from brain cancer in 2016 as a result of exposure to Agent Orange in Vietnam.

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That's a really nice photo! I was employed as a civilian at RAF Gatow 1978-79. I sometimes took the U-Bahn to Onkel Toms Hütte station just to shop for American things (such as Reese's Peanut Butter Cups) at the PX that was nearby. Civilians were allowed in.
 
Inept said:
That's a really nice photo! I was employed as a civilian at RAF Gatow 1978-79. I sometimes took the U-Bahn to Onkel Toms Hütte station just to shop for American things (such as Reese's Peanut Butter Cups) at the PX that was nearby. Civilians were allowed in.
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You're probably thinking of Truman Plaza, which was about a mile from Onkel Tom's Hütte further toward Clay HQ. The main PX, the Commissary, and a bunch of other facilities were there. Access to Truman Plaza became much more restrictive in the mid-80s due to the terrorist threat.

I never went to RAF Gatow, but I did spend some time nearby in Gatow and Kladow proper along the Havel River. Fond memories.
 
This photo was taken in 1982 in Hutchinson, KS, on a recruiting tour. At the time, I was stationed at Ft. Hood, TX, which is what I call my "hardship tour." I arrived in March '82 and used a reenlistment option to escape back to where I belonged -- in Germany, leaving in December '82. As a musician, I wanted nothing to do with stateside duty. At that time, Ft. Hood was a hellhole.

This was just a gag photo -- I don't even remember what the gag was, but I enjoyed the tour. I was 26 years old.

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Eupher said:
You're probably thinking of Truman Plaza, which was about a mile from Onkel Tom's Hütte further toward Clay HQ. The main PX, the Commissary, and a bunch of other facilities were there. Access to Truman Plaza became much more restrictive in the mid-80s due to the terrorist threat.

I never went to RAF Gatow, but I did spend some time nearby in Gatow and Kladow proper along the Havel River. Fond memories.
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I don't remember if it was called Truman Plaza but I'm sure you're right. I do remember it was walking distance from Onkel Toms Hütte. Wasn't the American embassy also near there on the same road? I just now remembered there was also a restaurant at the PX (or next to it) where I ate hamburgers! There were several places there but I don't recall if I (as a civilian) could use more than the PX and that restuarant. And a book shop? I think I had to pay in US Dollars.

I was living near Nollendorf Platz and it was fun to go all the way over to the PX just for the enjoyment of it. Those were the days, huh! I suppose the Americans, Brits, and French are all gone from Berlin or are they still there?
 
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Imogene said:
Oh gee another horse photo🙄🙄

I was 24 and the horse was Sonny, my then coming 11 Arab/Saddlebred that I raised & trained from birth, under the watchful eye of my grandfather.

Sonny was my toughest ever trail horse. We slid down power lines, river banks, and swam rivers in the Allegheny National Forest.

I didn’t put a saddle on his back until the summer of this photo, and only because I couldn’t get on organized rides bareback, back then. Sonny was a big motored horse but not a mean bone in him.❤️❤️

I laid him to rest when he was 29 and I was 42. That. Was. Pretty. Rough.

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EDITED TO ADD: I thought I was fat in this foto — I should still be that “fat”🙄🙄
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We all thought we were too fat when we were that age🙂. Nice looking horse, I always thought saddlebreds were a taller breed. Maybe he's taking his size from the Arab in him.
 
Debrah N. said:
We all thought we were too fat when we were that age🙂. Nice looking horse, I always thought saddlebreds were a taller breed. Maybe he's taking his size from the Arab in him.
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Yes we did, lol.

Sonny was 15.1h if I am remembering correctly. Saddlebreds are taller. His sire was the Arab. I never saw the Arab but you’re right, Arabs were shorter back then. There’s a made For TV Movie back story to Sonny - he was an illigitimate colt but the sire’s owner demanded him back, once he knew about him. My grandfather was a burly man and an ethical man, that someone up to wrong doing did not want to cross. I never knew the entire story, but it quickly came to pass that mom told me Sonny was mine and not to worry.
 
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