Hotel Linde, Zuffenhausen

   In an earlier post I said that I had tried to locate Linde’s gasthaus and couldn’t find it.  Light bulb went off in the middle of the night and I remembered it was also a hotel.  Went looking for a hotel and found it.

   It was opened in 1953 and completely renovated in 2011.  The outside looks exactly the same to me. A lot of beer was consumed by GI’s in this place.  There was probably a sucking sound when Grenadier closed it’s doors. Great little place run by very nice folks.

   Nothing more to report other than I found an old haunt!  If you were here please leave a comment.

Gold Dollar Savings Ideas

   I’m not sure when this program began but it was supposed to be an incentive for soldiers (us common folks) to make suggestions on how to save the U.S. government money.

   If you made a suggestion that was implemented you would be paid 1% of the yearly savings to the government.

   I actually had two suggestions. 1) was the prepositioning of railcars for known field exercises like Wintershield I and II.  We had various maneuvers going on all year but the Wintershiled exercises were the big ones.  I figured this would have saved the U.S. government almost $1,000,000 a year which we were being charged for last minute ordering of railcars. and 2) Discontinue the use of Command Diesel railcars used by the top brass. The following picture is a tank being positioned on a railcar:

   We all knew that we were going to be using 100’s of flatbed railcars to move the armored units to Grafenwohr and Hohenfels.  It made sense to order these cars far in advance to save the money the bundesbahn charged us for ordering the cars at the last moment.  Actually the bundesbahn prepositioned the cars themselves since they knew we were going on maneuvers so they prepositioned them in advance then charged us for ordering late!  All I was trying to do was get the U.S. government to order them earlier and save the extra charges.  The government answer (and the reason I didn’t get a bonus) was that if we ordered the cars early the Russians would know when we were going on field exercises. Ya Think they didn’t already know!?

   My second recommendation was to get rid of the Command Diesels.  These were kind of a hold over from post WWII..  These were very posh (glove leather upholstery, hand rubbed wood interiors) single and two car units. They were diesel powered and I guess if you were General Bruce Clark it was important to have this perk. They turned this idea down too by never addressing to idea.

   While I was checking a rail siding north of Stuttgart a command diesel pulled in on the siding.  I knew this was going to happen since there was a “Fast Freight” heading in the opposite direction and I was talking with the Captain of a unit already on the siding. His unit was being transported to Baumholder.  He had no problem and understood what was happening.  When the command diesel stopped and bird colonel came out of the car and was screaming at me like I was the one who made them pull off on the siding. The engineers on these posh coaches were German civilians that worked for the Bundesbahn.  I’m sure the colonel screamed at the engineer and he just pointed at me.

   He was chewing on A** as well as the Captain. He wanted to know why the general’s diesel had been pulled to the siding.  About that time the Fast Freight went through at about 70 miles and hour.  I explained that fast freights had the right of way over everything.  The command diesel began to move and I suggested he get back on his car or he would hitching a ride Baumholder with the Captain.  He went running back to the car and yelled that I would be hearing from him.  Pompous ASS.

  Needless to say I never heard from the idiot Colonel.  Here I was a twenty year old E-5 and I have a 40 year old idiot colonel, who obviously isn’t the brightest bulb in the box, and he is threatening me. He, and Lt. Dunn, are one of the reasons I got out of the Army.  No brain trust these two. I figured if I wanted to go anywhere in or out of the Army I had to have a formal education.

   If you were in the 594th, Grenadier Kaserne or Germany feel free to leave a comment.

Fahrting in Germany

   If you have been to Germany, in the service, I am sure you have heard of the two small towns of Einfahrt and Ausfahrt.  Since I didn’t have a car until I had been there about a year I didn’t get caught in the “snipe” hunt for the two towns of Einfahrt and Ausfahrt.

  The new people that arrived with families and that had cars were always asking where to go to see pretty towns and areas in southern Germany. They were told about the twin cites of Einfahrt and Ausfahrt. “Just go out the front gate, turn right then a quick left and head towards the autobahn. You will see the sign to Einfahrt.”

   Once you got on the autobahn the next sign you would see is Ausfahrt.  If you were smart it didn’t take long to figure out that you been set up.  Einfahrt means entrance.  It could be to the autobahn or to the drive through at McDonalds.  By the way there were no McDonalds in Germany when I was there from 1961 through 1963.

   It was all in good fun and people did see some of the country side. If you have driven the autobahn you have seen the exit signs. First comes the city name and route number and than as you approach the actual exit you see…

   If you were at Grenadier Kaserne, Stuttgart or in the area leave a comment.

Grenadier Kaserne security?

   Until they started building the wall in August 1961 no one seemed too concerned about security at Grenadier.  Before I had a car and when I wanted to go to Robinson Barracks I either hitched a ride or went through the hole in the fence between building 5 and 6. It would save me about a 1/2 mile on the walk to Stuttgart Post.

   You could walk on to the Kaserne through the main gate during the day and no one would stop you.  We had so many civilians working there that security was a farce.  On the floor above us was the civilian hiring department for the US Army. Most of the people there were German. Once the wall was being built we had guards at night.  The front gate is shown below.  This is a picture that was taken after Grenadier Kaserne was closed.  You will notice a cyclone type gate. This gate was added after the Kaserne was closed for demolition.

   We had a PFC who was a Native American and couldn’t hold his booze.  I’m not sure what his job was and he wasn’t with us more than a month or so so I guess it doesn’t make any difference what his job was.  EVERY Saturday night he would get drunk and try to get through the main gate.  The guards would stop him and call our CQ to come get him. We explained numerous time that all he had to do was walk around the Kaserne to the left and walk through the hole in the fence.

   He never remembered and they never repaired the fence!

   Have a Happy New Year and a great 2013. Leave a comment if you like.

de Gaulle to Ludwigsburg

   I usually tried to read a little German each day.  Harry usually brought the morning edition of the Stuttgarter Zeitung each day. Since I liked sports I usually read the sports section figuring that it would be easier to read if I knew what they were talking about.

   One morning in 1961 I read in the paper that De Gaulle was coming to Ludwigsburg.  He would be arriving at Echterdingen airport (Stuttgart) and then be taking a limo to Ludwig’s Castle in Ludwigsburg. I checked with Harry to make sure I was reading the article correctly. What a grand reason to have a beer bash. We could have our own tailgate party and flip de Gaulle the bird as he went by. 

   The road between Zuffenhausen and Ludwigsburg in 1961 was a two lane road. (Today it is multiple lanes each way)  We decided that we would set up our tailgate party on a slight knoll so we could see the “Big Snot Locker” go by in his limo.  We had a few weeks to plan this outing and it kept getting bigger and bigger.  It was taking on a life of it’s own. The final count was about 30 people including girl friends. 

   I’m not sure what time of day it was but the weather was reasonably good and we had large amounts of Dinky Pop Tops (Local beer), Brotchen und schinken mit senf and other picnic supplies.  We were well “oiled” by the time the Polizei showed up. The MP’s showed up shortly after when the Polizei called them.  Fortunately we had parked our cars on another road and walked to the knoll over looking the road. No drunk driving charges. No eye balling of the French guy either.  We just took our empties and went home.

   Bottom line, only one GI arrested and he wasn’t in our outfit. Like I said this whole escapade took on a life of it’s own.  The GI was a SP-4 from the signal outfit next door. Sloppy drunk…

  The picture above was from an archive of the actual speech at Ludwig’s castle.  Of course we didn’t see it, we were tucking tail and retreating to Grenadier Kaserne less one GI from next door.

   Given what I know now I would have been a little suspect of a rowdy group of people on a knoll over looking the driving route of a foreign President.

   If you were here in 1961 feel free to leave a comment.

Paris in the spring time…

   One of my trips to Paris was in the late Spring.  I had been to the French coast and was stopping in Paris on the way back to Germany. I had always heard about Montmartre, and “Pig Alley.” What 19 year old wouldn’t want to be there?  I always wanted Toulouse-Lautrec’s job and his reserved seat at the Moulin Rouge. I didn’t want all his physical problems caused by an inbred family, but to have a reserved seat for the shows at the Moulin Rouge was a 19 year olds dream. Needless to say the show had lots of bare breasts but it was also a great show.

   When I arrived from Normandy I got a hotel room and decided to go where the “action” was.  Montmartre and that area was highly touted. There were more than a few prostitutes.  They looked great from a distance.  But as you got closer the smell would knock you over. Too bad they didn’t bathe a little more often.

  I found this little no-name bar in Place Pigalle near the Moulin Rouge and once they got the message that I was there for the beer and not the girls it was a pretty nice place to hang out.  On my second day in Paris I dropped in at the bar and got my table by the window.  A few minutes later I became absolutely slack jawed when a Scottish Highland soldier walked in and sat at the bar. His uniform looked like the ones below.

   He ordered a beer at the bar and was mobbed by an entire room full of whores.  He got rid of them except for one rather pretty girl who made the mistake of grabbing his dagger that was in the long sock on the right leg.  He grabbed her so hard she screamed and dropped the dagger.  He picked it up and I thought he was going to stick her with it.  She took off like a cut cat.  After a moment in deep thought he stuck the knife lightly into his arm and drew some blood.  He then replaced the knife back into his sock.

   I couldn’t stand it I had to introduce myself.  I walked over to the bar and invited him to sit with me at my table near the window.  He accepted and we enjoyed a few pints together.  When asked, he said that his regiment has a requirement that when the sgian dubh is drawn, other than for cleaning, it must draw blood. He thought it best to take a “wee bit” of his own rather than the “dirty girl’s” blood.

  Turns out he was a guard at the British Embassy and had attended an afternoon tea for some dignitaries.  He needed a little attitude adjustment so he “popped” over to Piggy Alley.  We had a nice chat but never saw the guy again.

   You meet some nice folks when you go some place new. Who would have thought that I would have seen a 5 star show, meet a very sincere Scottish soldier and share a place in history with a 5 foot midget?

If you were in the 594th, been to Grenadier Kaserne or even Place Pigalle feel free to leave a  comment.

Are you Daugherty?

  Early one morning two civilians walked into the office and asked if I was Daugherty.  I told them I was and asked what they needed.  They told me they were looking for Corporal Dotson. I asked who they were and they both showed me badges and identified themselves as “Misters” so and so and they were here to take Dotson into custody.

  I told them that may be rather difficult since we hadn’t seen Dotson for a couple of days.  He was listed on our morning report as AWOL.  They informed me that they wanted to go through his belongings.  I took them to LTC Alexander who authorized me to take them to Dotson’s locker.  Since I was unfortunate enough to be his roommate I had to witness their going through every piece of his clothing and belongings.

  I had to sit there for almost 3 hours and watch these guys go through every piece of clothing and EVERY HEM of every piece.  In talking with these guys I found that Dotson had once been an MSGT E-8 and part of the Berlin Honor Guard.  He had gone AWOL and was busted.  Had been arrested for using drugs among other infractions with the UCMJ. 

  They took EVERYTHING with them when they left.  Never saw them again and never saw Dotson again.  I guess he was an In’Waiting soldier but I’m surprised that they were letting him wait based on what I heard from the CID people.