Category Archives: Air Force Brats

My Playground

From the summer of 1957 through the summer of 1960, this was my playground: This is Ramey AFB, Puerto Rico, situated on the northwest end of the island of Puerto Rico.  It was a ‘magical’ place to spend a childhood, … Continue reading

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The Spirituality of the BratPin…

As I have gotten more and more involved with the various “Brat” groups now showing up on Facebook (FB), I can sense a certain “spirituality” about it all.  There’s no denying it, it’s there for me – a sense of … Continue reading

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“Oh Christmas Tree…Over the Balcony…”

In 1963 we lived in an apartment complex at 18 Floridastrasse in Wiesbaden, West Germany – base housing.  Our apartment was on right side of the complex, on the second floor. At Christmas that year, Dear Ole Dad bought our … Continue reading

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By the Numbers

Wiesbaden, West Germany.  Christmas, 1963. Dear Ole Dad thought he was so clever.  As Christmas rolled around that year Dad would wrap his presents and place them under the tree – a couple at a time each evening.  However, instead … Continue reading

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Blowing In the Wind…

In 1957 we were stationed at Ramey AFB, Puerto Rico.  It was a great assignment for me.  As a kid (11, 12 and 13) I had the ‘run of the base,’ we all did.  I had a Schwinn (wide-tire) bicycle, … Continue reading

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Back to Ramey – 1

We were stationed at Ramey AFB, Puerto Rico from 1957 to 1960.  I turned 11 in Sept. 1957. Someone made a comment on Facebook recently, “As kids, we had the ‘run of the base,’ and no one seemed to care.” … Continue reading

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Do You Think You Could Pass a Test Like That?

Dear Ole Dad was the Base Commissary Officer at Ramey AFB, PR 1957 – 1960.  One day he saw a bit of commotion at the meat counter.  To hear him tell it, a ‘portly’ matron was raising hell with one … Continue reading

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High School

Have been asked a couple of times here of late, “What was it like for you in high school?”  To put it all in perspective, I attended 4 different high schools in my 4 years of high school.  Two in … Continue reading

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An Old Goat, or A Nazi?

We lived in Chicopee Falls, MA from 1960 to Oct. 1962.  The house was the first house my folks owned.  My bedroom was in the basement, and that was okay with me – it gave me a bit of an … Continue reading

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Sometimes You Can’t Find Things by ‘Going Back’

“We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place. We stay there even though we go away.  And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there. We travel to ourselves when … Continue reading

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