A sauna in the morning
Reveille blasted from the speakers and another day was once again forced upon me. Today we had a morning inspection by the new company commander and everyone was aiming to look sharp. I took a new tailor-made uniform from the closet and ‘broke starch’ just for the occasion. As we formed up and the ‘CO’ began to check each of us out I noticed all those in fresh new uniforms were already spotted with growing sweat stains and the once sharp creases were already a wrinkled mess… so it was for the security detachment of the 137th Ordnance company stationed in the Far East.
That was 1964, today as I walked out the door to sit and enjoy my first cup of coffee I was hit by a wall… surprisingly not much different than what I experienced in the far East, of humidity that felt like walking into a sauna and it was only eight in the morning. Since most of you know not of living in the far East… think of stepping into a hot steaming shower. That was last week here in Texas, this week a short moderation in temperature and humidity plus a ever so slight breeze made my morning coffee ritual a pleasant change to last weeks steam bath.
…and to think I used to hate it when
my coveralls froze solid
as I walked to the generator shed.
Yup just another of those
I would have to adapt too.