WAR STORIES FROM PARADISE
You have traveled back to 2006!
Entries are posted by the year the writer arrived, so be sure to check either side of the year you're looking for to find your old buddies, shipmates, and sweethearts! I'll update this page as I receive your warstory! No anoymous reports - only if you're willing to put yourself up to the ridicule of the world will you be entered into this Guestbook! Also, please note that the email addresses listed are those at the me the entry was received - some of them from 1997! Sorry if they don't work now...
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2006 (January to May)
NAME = Jennifer S.
MY QUEST = Don't have one
VT of a SWALLOW = Beats me
E-MAIL = email@example.com
NATIONALITY = American
SERVICE = Air Force
UNIT = 20 EBS
RANK/RATE/JOB = SSgt
MY INTEREST IN DG IS = Stroll Down Memory Lane
SUBJECT OF MY STORY: = I'd Like to Share Precious Memories of Drinking/Fishing/Snorkeling/Sailing on Diego Garcia
MY WARSTORY = So there's this drink called Mojo... Our fellow NCO ordered it a special way from the Seaman's Club. I'm not a HUGE drinker, but I turned out to be that fateful night ~ 8 glasses in an hour and a half. 2 hours later (if that) I was begging to be left alone to sleep in the bathroom beside the chow
hall in Camp Justice!
No shit, there's something magical about Mojo. Another evening had the gecko's calling one another to come lick up drops of it from the picnic table we were sitting at. We were hoping to get them drunk too. It might have worked!
I'm currently stationed in DG with Honeywell. I work on one of the ships anchored in the bay. Can't really say I like it there since we came from the Med and now we just sit in one spot. Got to admit that the Seaman's Club is OK and the Ship's Store has a lot of items that we need, but cigarettes cost way too much.
Mama Vic at the Seaman's is still good for a few laughs, and of course Arlene in the gift shop makes it worth while to stop in and look at some Filipino beauty.
I enjoyed checking out your web site. Keep it up.
Would have been 2006
NAME = Robert Harris
MY QUEST = To find out why my assignment to this Paradise was cancelled!!!
VT of a SWALLOW = A swallow reaches terminal velocity after falling for 437.98 feet at the rate of 176 feet per second.
E-MAIL = firstname.lastname@example.org
NATIONALITY = US of Alabama
SERVICE = US Air Force
UNIT = 1st Detachment, 13 WG
RANK/RATE/JOB = MSgt Active Duty
MY INTEREST IN DG IS = Professional Adventurer Looking For The Ultimate Get Away SUBJECT OF MY STORY: = This is a No-Shit Drinking Story MY WARSTORY = January 28, 2006 as I casually peruse the internet here at work and as I am actually speaking to a buddy on the phone, orderly room boy comes to see me with my RIP to Paradise... I have been selected for a Permanent Change of Station to Diego Garcia!! yippeeee... My initial briefing on 14 March burdens me with all kinds of stuff I have to get done prior to 28 March, ie, medical, dental, immunization clearance, pick my follow-on, a couple of other out processing actions way out of my way to take care of.. Prepare the kids for dad to be gone for a year!! So, since I am taking leave and will not be here on the 28th, I get everything done early and go to turn all my paperwork in on 23 March... What do I find out when I get there?? My PHUCKING ASSIGNMENT HAS BEEN CANCELLED!! And they have the audacity to tell me that the reason was CANX BY INDIVIDUAL REQUEST... Bull Stein!!! I have been preparing myself and my family for over 6 weeks for me to be gone, only to find out my ticket to Paradise has been cancelled... Who is the person responsible for thie? That is all I want to know!!! So, my family and I head out of town for a wedding in Redondo Beach, CA for the weekend and since I had just been devestated with the news of my cancelled assignment I commence to getting shitty drunk for the first time in a while!! If only I hadn't put the first batch of vodka on top of all that beer and put all that beer on the 2nd batch of vodka, I may not have puked at the Big O Tires parking lot that night!! Oh well.. Maybe next year my ticket to fly will actually arrive!!
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