My alias has double meaning; yet no connotative double entendre.
In 1969, I enlisted in The U.S. Army, as a food inspector (my background being Horticulture), in order to bring order to my life, after my mother interfered with an eight year goal of serving in the Peace Corps. Foolishly, I tried to skate by on general knowledge, instead of studying in my training. I was kicked out and had 32 plus months of commitment ahead of me.
My first tour in Viet Nam was with a strak 2/17 of 1st Field Force. I was sent back a month early and was reassigned to Fort Hood in Texas. It was a hellhole beyond a small book description. I decided that Viet Nam was safer and thus volunteered to go back. However, I landed in The 101st Airborne; known as The Screaming Eagles. I was assigned to Firebase Bastogne up north. It was very dangerous place to be. I survived that tour of duty, so the name Eagle Survivor.
Interestingly, it did not end there, as I was in a revolving commune, years later and spent considerable time on an Indian reservation in Princeton, Maine, although where we lived was technically in Waite. I was often called eagle eye or just eagle. Several folks around there said that I was the ultimate survivor.
Okay, probably far more information than you all might have had in mind, but hey: no stitches; no foul!
"When in doubt, empty the clip."
