Thanks for enjoying the post. Regarding the accuracy of certain things. I realized that it may not have been completely accurate when I wrote it, as I was recalling from memory an event that had happened 15 years previously.

Soyo was perhaps less than 30 miles, but it was certainly outside of 15 miles, as that was the limit of distance without a pass, and that was one of the charges brought against us. I was completely guessing at the distance based on my perception of how long we were in that truck.

And the clubs and the tattoos did occur in TDC, you are correct. I lived in an apartment off post in Tokuri, and I had completely forgotten that that the town on the other side of post was not the same town.
Tokuri was completely dead at 10 am, but there were still several clubs open 24 hours in TDC.

Sorry for the innacuracies, memory is a fuzzy thing

I was stationed at Camps Hovey and Casey at the same time that he was and don’t remember clubs opening up at 10 AM, at least not in Tokuri. TDC, maybe, but in Tokuri you would have been hard pressed to get Mr. Kim at Chicago Pizza to cook you a bowl of ramyen at 10AM back then.

I also don’t remember Soyo-san being 30 miles south of Camp Hovey. wtf? We used to go up there all the time, for hiking and rappelling, and there were plenty of Americans up there too.

If a similar story was told about what happened at Mt Vernon when a Korean ran into a bunch of Mississipi bumpkins, think an American would pipe in about how rude Koreans were? A little defensive I’d say…protesteth too much?

I don’t think kingkitty read it. The time period was the early 90s, and it reminded me very much of my Korean experience during a similar timeframe.

How I long to read about people in the 70s who lived in thatched roofed houses and violated curfew, received article 15s which stay on his record for 25 years and later he was executed for his deeds then whines about having troops in Korea because his son can not stay out past 3am in Korea