Posted 24 Nov 2007 A long time ago, at Ft. Rucker, AL the Officer Student Company consisted of an entire square block of the old WWII barracks. Any and all Officers and Warrant Officers that were assigned to F. Rucker for a course of instruction were assigned to the Officer Student Company for administrative purposes. The ranks of the Officers and Warrant Officers ranged from Lieutenant General all the way down to the Warrant Officer W1. Upon reporting to the Officer Student Company, an Officer would sign in, then be directed to an old barracks building that housed personnel, travel, and finance. In processing would be completed in less than an hour, then they had to walk across the parade ground that had been turned into a parking lot to the other side of the block to be issued the books and study material for the course of instruction that they would attend, which usually consisted of a double armload of material. One older Warrant Officer that had been in the Army for 25 years already was returning to his car with both arms full of books and material when he was approached by a Second Lieutenant. The lieutenant had not yet completed flight school, but he chose to admonish the old CWO4. The Old Warrant Officer stood there while the Lieutenant chewed on him for not saluting, then the lieutenant directed the old CWO4 to put the books down and render a salute. The CWO4 complied, then picked up his books and stood up when the Lieutenant asked, "What have you got to say about this?" The old Warrant looked the lieutenant in the eye, then said, "When you get home tonight, tell your mommy you talked with a real soldier today." and walked away as the Lieutenant stood there with his mouth open and a look of disbelief on his face. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted 24 Nov 2007 Well, my parents were legally married to each other. And even though I was a Warrant Officer, I didn't do this one. John Hart Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted 16 Jun 2009 Who is your real friend? This really works...If you dont believe it, just try this experiment. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Lock your dog and your wife in the trunk of your car for an hour. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . When you open the trunk, which one is really happy to see you?? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites