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Some of these guys were screw-ups, waiting to get processed out of the service. Some were misfits they didn't know what to do with. All the barracks I lived in until I got to Greece were wood, built probably in the forties, two stories with either iron double decker or single cots. As a holdover we were moved a lot, and I may have lived in from four to six different barracks, who can remember. They usually had lots of windows on either side and had a nice feeling. I liked them.
One of the guys was an AWOL (Absent Without Leave) who turned himself in and was waiting for processing out of the army. He was the best read person I had ever met, and turned me onto a number of books. Unfortunately he got into a fight with the orders clerk, the guy who would eventually assign me my permanent duty, who lived in a private room, one of two on the first floor of most of the barracks, that were for unmarried enlisted men who had to, or wanted to live on post rent free. I wasn't around and only heard of it later. Apparently the AWOL was playing his radio too loud, and the orders clerk complained, confronted him, and got hit for his protest.
He of course told the head sergeant who ordered the AWOL to go get a floor buffer from an empty barracks on the second floor, where he was met by a thug who hit him and knocked him down the stairs.
Then they threw him into the brig for about three weeks. After that he was back in the barracks, and told me all about it. They had to clean sewers all night and all sorts of really gross and detestable things. Said they were doing Police Call, everybody in a line walks slowly along picking up every scrap of paper and discard, and one guy tripped and got shot. The guard thought he was trying to run. Said that if a guard allowed a prisoner to escape he had to serve out the escapees term. Heard that other places as well, but never sure if it was true or not.
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