My MARS call sign was
N0JRB/K7JBB. After running the MARS gateway station at Camp Smith, Hawaii
I got out of the Corps.
To make a long story short, My
"Special Services Officer" had spent all funding for the radio station on
jocks. I wasn't able to convince the command that the station and
personnel could not do the job that we were expected to do. And I locked
the door to the radio station. The command was not pleased with what I
had done, but the reality of it all was, if the radio station was going to
operate as Washington wanted then the command had better find some funds
for equipment. At the time the station had an old Collins radio that
didn't work, an old crappy antenna, and one operator, who was going to
college full time.
Well, I got my day in front of
the Skipper, where he found out the Special Services Officer was indeed
spending the station's funds on other items in Special Services. He got a
bad write-up, and I received my funds. The station became one of the best
MARS stations around. The personnel worked really hard, not only doing
phone patches from Nam. But we had also received several awards for
emergency services, such as when the USS Enterprise CVAN-65 had the bad
fire on board.
However, he (SS Officer) got the
last word, by somehow getting me orders back to Vietnam. Having had over
1500 hours of in-country flying (KC130's) and 7 Air Medals, that just
wasn't an option. I got out.
It was a shame, at I was a pretty
damn good Marine. Additionally, I was really disappointed that CMC failed
to provide any support what so ever during this period. Let me rephrase
that, I received funding and equipment from them, but they weren't around
when the Special Services Officer was getting even by requesting orders.
That was in the days of our "Dual Chain of Command" and I guess CMC side
thought the request for orders was appropriate, (Go Figure).
I ended up in the Naval Reserve
(Active Duty) and retired as a Chief Air Traffic Controller to my home in
Bigfork, MT.
Have a great day
Russ