Retrospect of the threesome

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Three young men’s lives crossed paths that bonded them in friendship for a short enterable. It got wild and woolly as these young Airman broke the bonds of their middle class upbringing.

Roger was in his late teens Ron and Russ had spent a hitch in different branches of the service and were in their early twenties, all had screwed up in civilian life. The Air Force felt like home to us, work hard, play hard and travel.

By some luck of the draw, we all hit Clark Air Force Base at the same time and drew assignments to the bomb dump. We had a likening for beer, whiskey, and women and it was between wars. That did not take long to change, so until it hit the fan it was hell bent for leather for us.

There was this bar called the Combo, a dank dark smelly place, it had cheap liquor and women. It was the hang out for the whole crew from the bomb dump; this was a good deal for us, if the other out fits left us in peace.

The night that got me in trouble, these knuckle draggers from the tire repair shop tried to horn in on our women. They were some big S.O.B. and had little regard for our objection to their uncouth behavior. Yours truly had a skin full, felt no pain and I had left my brains back upon the base. I ask them to get there tail out of the bomb dumps bar, they laughed, I went back to my table picked up my chair hit the biggest one over his head. Dam he just shook his head wiped away the blood and sent me flying over the bar. That little flight cost me eleven stitches in my head and sixty days restriction. Roger had a busted hand, Russ a cut over his right eye and they got thirty days restriction. It took a long time to reclaim our bar, those knuckle draggers were one tough bunch. From then on, our First Sergeant had every dirty detail that came up for the yard bird threesome.

The threesome

Ron got married, made a career out of the Air Force, Roger got out of the Air Forces went to prison for making illegal Whiskey, Russ did not make it out of Vietnam.

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k10 on

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ronben on

Re: Retrospect of the threesome:

That was life a long time ago. Thanks---- Smiley

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namastelaoshi on

You look like "Brandre"; are you?

Dear sir,

You resemble a MINDSAY member who I lost contact with recently. His handle was "Brandre".

Are you he?

Oh; what color were the 'knuckle draggers" who were messin' with your women in your bar?

Mr. David Tecumseh Schmidt, MSW, University of Michigan '82

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ronben on

Re: You look like "Brandre"; are you?

No, the knuckle draggers were just Airman.

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namastelaoshi on

Why knuckle draggers?

Why did you label fellow airmen "knuckle draggers"? I was in a flightcrew in The United States Navy and had over 3,000 flight time over the North Atlantic flying radar picket flights of 12 to 15 hours from takeoff to touchdown. We, as flightcrew members, would never denegrate any groundcrew member who proudly had the motto Have Trust In Us displayed on the hangers and in their various shops.

Again, why would you lable fellow airmen "knuckle draggers"? Why?

Sincerely in pursuit of happiness and freedom from fudking Republican tyranny in AUSPONA,

David Tecumseh Schmidt, MSW '82 University of Michigan Tecumseh High School '59

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ronben on

Re: Why knuckle draggers?

Why, each MOS has a nick name, it was a way to ride the other Airman. My MOS was called bee be stackers, if you did not like being called your MOS nick name you were always welcome to adjust the other person attitude. I had 25 years as an Airman, working in the support business of grunt and sweat, I retired as an Msgt. In the Air Forces we are all Airman.

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namastelaoshi on

Re: Why knuckle draggers?

Thank you Master Sargent. I understand now. Thank you.

Still, in my family, it is the consensus if not the nearly unanomus opinion that "David, you are too senseitive."

A couple of things that I do not let go unchallenged in my large sibling group [eight brothers and a little sister] is the "ass cutting" [as I know it to be or know to term it] that seems ceaseless among us and throughout a huge, huge extended family and the oft offered degrading racial jokes.

To the second point, brother Bruce, has vowed not to tell anymore "ethnic jokes" in my presence because of my "irrational" adverse reaction to them.

To the first point, it is rare that some feat or accomplishment meriting praise and accolades is not met with "jokeing" derision and degrading comment within my extended family. "We are Schmidts; it is what we do" seems to be the rule or dictum.

When some such action or needless, to me insane, ridicule brings on anger or hurt feelings and tears it is accepted that "Oh, I was just kidding" should be sufficent to salve the hurt and cover the wound.

Maybe it is true: "David, you are too senseitive."

Good on ya mate. Thanks for the reply.

David Tecumseh Schmidt, ACW3 [Air Control Warning Petty Officer 3rd Class] retired