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            <title>Looking for friends  73 to 75</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Hello Marlin,
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I was there Jan 75 thru Jun 77 and I remember the gang.  How are you all doing.  You all were MP's and I was with the tower rats and LCT.  Don't know if you remember me or not.  
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Take care,
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Bill]]></description>
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            <title>Guess who is older than dirt???</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[damn, i remembered every one of them <img src="http://www.bravo256ada.org/modules/Forums/images/smiles/icon_sad.gif" alt="Sad" border="0" />]]></description>
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            <title>TWO LESSONS FOR ALL OF US</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[An old prospector shuffled into town  
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  leading an old tired mule.            
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  The old man headed straight for the   
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  only saloon in town to clear his      
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  He walked up to the saloon and tied   
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  his old mule to the hitch rail.       
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  As he stood there brushing some of    
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  the dust from his face and clothes, a 
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  young gunslinger stepped out of the   
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  saloon with a gun in one hand and a   
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  bottle of whiskey in the other.       
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  The young gunslinger looked at the    
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  old man and laughed, saying, 'Hey     
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  oldman, have you ever danced?'        
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  The old man looked up at the          
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  gunslinger and said, 'No, I never did 
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  dance, -- just never wanted to.'      
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  A crowd had gathered quickly and the  
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  gunslinger grinned and said, 'Well,   
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  you old fool, you're gonna' dance     
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  now,' and started shooting at the     
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  oldman's feet.                        
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  The old prospector in order to not    
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  get a toe blown off or his boots      
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  perforated was soon hopping around    
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  like a flea on a hot skillet and      
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  everybody was laughing fit to be      
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  tied.                                 
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  When the last bullet had been fired   
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  the young gunslinger, still laughing, 
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  holstered his gun and turned around   
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  to go back into the saloon.           
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  The old man turned to his pack mule,  
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  pulled out a double barreled shotgun, 
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  and cocked both hammers back. The     
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  loud, audible double clicks carried   
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  clearly through the desert air.       
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  The crowd stopped laughing            
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  immediately. The young gunslinger     
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  heard the sounds too, and he turned   
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  around very slowly. The quiet was     
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  The crowd watched as the young gunman 
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  stared at the old timer and the large 
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  gaping holes of those twin barrels.   
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  He found it hard to swallow. The      
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  barrels of the shotgun never wavered  
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  in the old man's hands.               
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  The old man said, 'Son, did you ever  
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  kiss a mule's ass?'                   
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  The boy bully swallowed hard and      
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  said, 'No. But I've always wanted     
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  There are two lessons for us all:     
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  1. Don't waste ammunition.            
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  2. Don't mess with old people.]]></description>
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            <title>Why????????</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[<span style="font-size: 18px; line-height: normal">
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Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity? 
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Why does a round pizza come in a square box? 
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What disease did cured ham actually have? 
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How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage? 
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Why is it that people say they &quot;slept like a baby&quot; when babies wake up like every two hours? 
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If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing? 
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Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV? 
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Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground? 
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Why do doctors leave the room while you change? They're going to see you naked anyway. 
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Why is &quot;bra&quot; singular and &quot;panties&quot; plural? 
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Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat? 
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If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a stupid song about him? 
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Can a hearse carrying  a corpse drive in the  carpool lane ? 
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Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both dogs! 
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If Wile E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that ACME crap, why didn't he just buy dinner? 
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If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from? 
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If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons? 
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Do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune? 
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Why did you just try singing the two songs above? 
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Why do they call it an asteroid when it's outside the hemisphere, but call it a hemorrhoid when it's in your butt? 
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Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him for a car ride, he sticks his head out the window? 
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Do you ever wonder why you gave me your e-mail address in the first place?</span>]]></description>
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            <title>Please read!! (Bravo Alumni)</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[<span style="text-decoration: underline"><span style="font-weight: bold">Sent in by  Bob and Hilda Aplin</span></span>
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Bravo Alumni, 
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Received a surprising phone call this evening from a long lost Bravo Maintenance 'partner' (Governor) who I hadn't heard from in 'years'. SFC Pat Whalen, USA, Retired. Pat said he was going through an old address book and came across our name and felt guilty for not making contact sooner. Pat stated that he has come through some 'hard times' since we last saw each other, so it's understandable why he's been 'out of contact' for so long. He's lost all his teeth, has gone through three bouts of cemotherapy and radiation for tongue and face cancer and then he also lost his third wife. He has never got caught up in the 'computer/internet craze', so he has no email address, but I'm sure he would sure like to hear from y'all; address and phone number are as follows: 
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Pat Whalen 
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10835 Frazier Crt. 
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El Paso, Tx. 79935-1408 
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Ph# 915-593-2348 
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As for Me, I'm retiring from USPS effective 1 January 2010. Decided it's time to start enjoying the grandkids, up north (Michigan and Iowa) and start doing some things that we've put off for years before we get too old and can't enjoy them. Later, 
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Bob and Hilda Aplin]]></description>
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            <title>Chutzpah</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold"> <span style="text-decoration: underline">Sent in by Bill Robbins</span></span>
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Chutzpah is a word meaning gall, brazen nerve,  effrontery, sheer guts plus arrogance; its Yiddish and, as Leo Rosten writes, no other word, and no other language, can  do it justice . This example is better than 1,000  words . . 
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THE ESSENCE OF CHUTZPAH . . .
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<img src="http://www.bravo256ada.org/images/news/pretzlady.jpg" border="0" />  
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A little old lady sold pretzels on a street corner  for 25 cents each . . 
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Every day a young man would leave his  office building at lunch time, and as he passed the pretzel  stand, he would leave her a quarter, but never take a  pretzel . This went on for more than 3 years .  The two of  them never spoke . .  
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One day, as the young man passed the old  lady's stand and left his quarter as usual, the pretzel lady spoke to him.... 
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           Without blinking an eye she said:  &quot;They're 35 cents now . &quot;<span style="font-weight: bold"></span>]]></description>
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            <title>New ransomware attack blocks Internet access</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Posted by Raven on Wednesday, December 02, 2009 @ 00:47:52 EST
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New ransomware attack blocks Internet access.
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<img src="http://www.bravo256ada.org/images/news/ransomware.jpg" border="0" />
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Security researchers have stumbled upon a new piece of ransomware that
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 blocks an infected computer from accessing the Internet until a fee is paid
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 via SMS (text message). 
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[ SEE: Blackmail ransomware returns with 1024-bit encryption key ] 
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<span style="font-size: 18px; line-height: normal"><a href="http://blogs.zdnet.com/security/?p=1251" target="_blank" class="postlink">http://blogs.zdnet.com/security/?p=1251</a></span>
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According CA researcher Zarestel Ferrer, the ransomware file is bundled
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 with a program called uFast Download Manager.  
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Once a machine is infected, a message is posted in Russian 
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(see image above) demanding a ransom under the guise of activating the
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 uFast Download Manager application. 
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<span style="font-weight: bold">Here is a rough English translation below: </span>
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Internet access is blocked due to violation of the
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license agreement schedules of uFast Download Manager
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You must activate your copy 
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Get a registration code by sending an SMS with the following
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code fw0004199 to number 7122 
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In response you will receive an activation message. 
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Enter the activation message received from the SMS response  ________
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CA is offering an activation code generator for this particular ransomware variant.&#8205;  
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Posted by Raven on Wednesday, December 02, 2009 @ 00:47:52 EST (26 reads)
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<a href="http://ravenphpscripts.com" target="_blank" class="postlink">http://ravenphpscripts.com</a>]]></description>
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            <description><![CDATA[THANKS DANNY  THIS IS GREAT I JUST HOPE HE GETS INTOUCH WITH ME   THANKS AGAIN FOR THE HELP     DENNIS <img src="http://www.bravo256ada.org/modules/Forums/images/smiles/icon_lol.gif" alt="Laughing" border="0" />]]></description>
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            <title>New to bravo 1981</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[How about the first day I was asssigned to the IFC and meet my new section chief. Dam what a prankster. As part of first day of duties he sent my all over the place looking for OD green roofing nails to fix the roof. Went to the motor pool and they laughed their asses off at me. Well being slow minded to catch on, I went to my room changed into civilian clothes and went downtown looking for them. Wouldn't ya know those are not for sale in Germany. So I got plastered on bier. LOL Next day, the section chief SSG Carter didn't buy that one. Cost me 50 sandbags WTF...........Was the start of the best tour of duty ever.....]]></description>
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            <title>Sick call for cuckoo clocks</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[I was in Overseas Package 5 which came to Germany, joined up with the 95th AAA battalion in 1957,  set up the Nike batteries in Germersheim, Landau, and Pirmasens.  We were terribly short-handed, and not until I was ready to be released from active duty did the batteries approach full strength.  We were assigned multiple duties.  While my MOS was in the launching control trailer.   I was also assigned duties as an instructor, a medical monitor, and helped run the Special Services facilities.  We used the abandoned pre-fab barracks to set up an EM club, a photo lab, and an activities center.  
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We had only one or two medics on the post, so a couple of men in each the IFC and launching areas were designated medical monitors.  We were given first aid kits, which we kept in the vans, a little training, a thermometer, and a pad of sick call permission slips.  Aside from writing out sick call permissions for men who needed to go to the VD clinic and did not want to  face the chewings out they would get from the regular medic,  our main job was driving people to sick call.  Or because they wanted to play sick to go to a big  PX to buy a cuckoo  clock to send home to mama.  
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We pulled 24-hour shifts on the equipment, got a day of rest, and then a day of general duty.  On the rest or general duty day, we were assigned the sick call runs.  At first, sick call was in Pirmasens and dental call was in Karlsruhe.  We generally made the sick call haul in a deuce-and-a-half, unless we had to take a dependent.  Then we took one of those damned, top-heavy, under-powered Opel ambulances. which were a real pain on the drive to Pirmasens.   The Germersheim drivers were often made to stop by B Battery in Landau on the way to Pirmasens to pick up people for sick call there.  
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The biggest pain on the sick call haul was that the medical monitors were in charge of all the medical records.  We had to pull the records for each soldier or dependent, get them to the medical staff at the hospital or dental clinic, and then collect them when they were all updated before we could leave.  Some of the doctors took their sweet time in filling them out, so we did not get back to base until evening.  That really interfered with any PX or gasthaus stops we had planned on the way back.   When medical services were consolidated at Heidelberg, the records were kept at the hospital.  
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The instance I recall at a stop at B Battery was when I met the medical monitor there and picked up the records and then went to the billets to get the men on sick call.  The floor of the barracks between the bunks was covered with a yellowish-white powder.  When we asked, &quot;What the hell is that?&quot; we were told it was DDT powder.  Some guy had crabs so  bad that the men put the powder on the floor to keep the critters from crawling from bed to bed.  I don't know if that was an official medical measure or if the medical monitor thought it was a good idea.  But it sure impressed the rest of the men on sick call.  I had the ambulance that day and the men from A battery made the men from B Battery sit on one side by themselves.  What was worse was that we had the ambulance that day to take a pregnant woman dependent for her check up.  She was almost hysterical  when she heard the story about the DDT powder and she told the German civilian doctor, who insisted that the medical officer make all the men  on that ambulance be checked for crabs.  We put up with a bunch of wise-cracking medic and comments about the crab patrol, some really pissed-off soldiers who went on sick call to go to the PX, and a woman who was not comforted when the occupants of the ambulance were pronounced crab-free.  It was a very sullen drive back to Landau and Germersheim, with no cuckoo  clocks to show for the effort.    
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