| Thursday 2/19/2004 6:17 AM |
| Name: |
Richard Dixon |
| Homepage: |
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| E-Mail: |
richard.dixon@dhs.gov |
| Referred By: |
Friend |
| City/Country: |
Newnan, Georgia |
| Assigned to 1882nd?: |
at Phan Rang |
| When Assigned?: |
early 69 - early 70 |
| Section Assigned: |
Crypto Maintenance |
| AFSC: |
30650 |
| Comments: |
Let it be known that after Vietnam duty I have changed my evil ways. But before the change, some may remember me as a skinny, beer drinking, gambling, cigar smoking SSGT. who worked part time at the NCO club commisary. I remember one foray into the unknown with Carl Derrick, Msgt. Bethea, myself, and the Chief of Police took our M16's and a Jeep full of beer into town looking for women of the night. An off-limits, illegel foray. We found what we were looking for, and I remember running in the dark from the little beaded door room, pulling up my pants because the gunfire that erupted sounded too close for comfort. To this day I think it was the Chief of Police that fired off those rounds. Soon after that incident, because of race riots in the base clubs, all our rifle were taken away and put in a so called "Armory" we were given a card to get'em if the base got over-run. Well, I remember the night that the base was over-run, we got our rifles and boogied down to the Comm Center and we had no ammunition as the little gooks threw satchel charges at the Red Dog area across the street from our bunker. I don't think I dreamed that. Someone confirm that happened because I'm still mad about that. I got out of the Air Force after 8 years, joined Delta Airlines, now working for the DHS in Atlanta. Anyway, all those I served with were friends. God Bless You All. Richard L. Dixon (Tricky Dicky) |
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