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We were stationed overseas on small USAF bases in Southeast Asia during the Viet Nam War.
Our fathers were flying back and forth to Viet Nam all the time.

The one and two stripe airman ran the rinky dink pool, library and TV station.
TV was a few hours a day and they played old children's shows.
And during a typhoon when the shit hit the fan the airmen kept the station
running 24 hours with our favorite shows.

They were always kind to us. Once they got three stripes they were
different beings.

The interesting thing is that we were mostly officer's kids. But we knew not
to upset the NCO's because as our fathers would lecture us, the NCOs keep
the damn airplanes in the air. And they make sure you have food to eat
in the commissary, etc. They keep the whole thing running.

I used to think that our Dads had the easiest jobs. They were just flying airplanes
getting shot at in Viet Nam. The NCOs were keeping the whole damn Air Force
running. We knew the top brass just sat in the Officer's club knocking back
Jim Beam. Ha.

Yes the same in the 60's. Conditions in small remote bases looked like WWII movie
conditions in terms of infrastructure. Your conditions looked even worse than MASH TV show. I loved the quonset hut pictures, that is what our schools looked like.

How much danger were you in? Did the NK threaten you?
What was the switchboard for? Who were you communicating to?
Was this the front line of possible invasion by the NK so you had to be
able to let everyone know the conditions at all time?

If so you were in danger, but you probably know that.