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However Whom was a single person in a small enclosed room, that were at either end of these kinds of barracks on both floors, for higher ranking personnel who for one reason or another did not live off post, but of Whom was not a sergeant but a mere private if I remember right although he was the company clerk. I was given a bunk on the other side of the wall from Whom which was a single metal frame bed. This was the first barracks of a row of five, that housed the unit cadre or support for the function of the unit. The other four as well as across the street another five, housed roughly a hundred Pentagon workers that were not advanced enough in rank to live off Post.
I was assigned to Fort Myer, Virginian South Post, on the other side of the Arlington National Cemetery from North Post, which hosted the spit and polish honorary troops who did all the Washington duties and ceremonies, like White House door men, Tomb of the Unknown Soldier, military funerals and anything that needed military pomp and circumstance. South Post was Pentagon workers, the massive edifice not far away. I was cadre and the new Morning Report clerk in a unit of four hundred people, which was huge, plus a couple of hundred attached, meaning they were stationed at various places around the world, usually embassies with no real military unit, so they were attached to HQs Army.
I had my own office sort of, which I shared with the Duty Roster Clerk, as a large landing at the top of the stairs of a two story masonry building, which was at the end and perpendicular to the barracks street, and which also housed the WAC or Woman's Army Headquarters at the other end.
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