How I finally got out of
this crazy place!
I couldn't keep my mouth shut. I couldn't
control my temper. I was really naive. Because of all of these
flaws I almost spent the remainder of my time in the Marines in
the brig. I didn't but almost did.
Here's what happened.
My boss, Dave Deyerle, finally told the
boys behind the green door that they had to setup some
kind of rotation when it came to working on weekends. Especially
on Sunday. Dave and I were both working almost every Sunday and
it was starting to get old.
So at some point they started using reporters
to fill in on weekends. And Dave and I only had to do weekend
duty once a month.
That's why on the Sunday of the air show
it was just a reporter doing the photos. The Windsock wanted either
Dave or I to shoot the air show but it wasn't our turn to work
the weekend. Plus Dave had told his family that he would take
them to the air show. No Windsock business just the family.
The Windsock editor, Cpl Lovelace, asked
me to do it.
I said, "No."
So he went to Dave and used my boss to
get me to shoot the air show. I really didn't want to do it but
for Dave I did.
I shot the air show. Cpl Lovelace was there
but I stayed way clear of him. Went through 4 rolls of 36 exposure
35mm film. Dave showed up at the air show with his family as planned.
At the end of the day I went back to the
photo-lab to process the film and get contacts made so the first
thing Monday morning the Windsock editor, Cpl Lovelace, would
have his air show photos on his desk. All he had to do was select
the ones he wanted and Dave or I would get them printed. I think
both Dave and I thought it would be a double-page spread of photos.
Anyway that was the plan. It didn't happen.
I was very busy the rest of the week and
had forgotten about the air show photos. I just assumed Dave had
printed them. He usually did the printing anyway. He didn't. I
found out why Thursday morning.
When the Windsock arrives at the ISO office
Dave or I go over and get copies. It was our Thursday morning
tradition to examine the latest edition of the Windsock with coffee
Dave brought the donuts and I went and
got the Windsock.
Over at the ISO I'm looking for the Windsock.
Can't find them. They're usually stacked up in the back room.
I go to Bill Gregory and ask him were the Windsocks are?
Turns out they were trying to keep the
Windsock from me. They didn't think I would like what I saw in
it. They were absolutly right on the money!
"I don't see any. Do you?" he
"No. That's why I'm asking you. Where
Just then Cpl Lovelace saids, "There
over here John, help yourself."
I go over and get copies. I open one to
see how the double-page spread of the air show looks. Can't find
it. I look again. Nothing. I ask Cpl Lovelave, "What happened
to the air show photos."
"Oh they're in there John. Page 4
at the top."
I turn to page four and there're the air
show photos. 3 of them. Photo caption saids, "Photos by Cpl
This little shit-for-brains corporal had
taken a Poloriad over to the air show and had taken three fuzzy
photos. He put these into the Windsock.
I asked him, "Why didn't you use the
photos I took? You were the one that made the big deal about a
photographer doing the show. I even got the contacts over to you
first thing Monday morning."
Cpl Lovelace saids, "I never saw those
contacts. Where did you put them."
"Where I always put them. Right here."
I then reach for a stack of contacts and
photos on his desk and search through them for the air show contacts.
They were in the stack.
I said, "What this?" Showing
him the contacts. I was ready to completly lose it with this shit.
My hands were shaking so bad I could barely hold anything. (38
years later as I'm writing this my hands are starting to shake
from the anger I still have for this creep.)
He replied that, "I didn't know they
were there. I just thought you guys didn't have time to get them
Now I did lose it!
I took one of the Windsocks and went through
the green door into the front office where all three boys
were. I shreaded the Windsock. Asked the gunny for a lighter and
lit the shreaded Windsock on fire in the gunny's ashtray.
I said, "That's what I think of your
shitty little paper!"
Gunny yells, "What the hell's going
I tell him what happened and leave the
ISO office. Not bothering to get a responce from the boys behind
the green door.
I went back to the photo-lab and told Dave
about the stupid thing I just did.
He just shook his head and said, "I
don't think I can save you this time. That is just about the stupidist
thing I ever heard anyone do."
I aggreed. To late I thought. To the brig
we go. Oh shit.
Dave goes over to the ISO office to see
what he could do. We both figured it was over for me. He was just
hoping to keep me out of the brig.
He did keep me out of the brig. I didn't
even get office-hours from it.
Here's why. The OIC, Tweedledee, thinks
I am mentially unstable and sending me to the brig would put me
over the edge. And I would never be the same again. He had that
right! I tell you, you can't make this stuff up. It really happened.
So instead of any punishment I would do
mess duty. A month at the mess hall cleaning dishes. I actually
looked forward to it.
In the mean time both Dave and I were working
to get me out of the ISO office and over to the base photo-lab.
We did just manage it. The photo-lab had just gotten a sergeant
from Quanitco. Turns out the lab would do anything to get rid
of him. He had pissed off just about everyone in the lab with
his know-it-all attitude. So a trade was made. The lab got me
and the ISO office got the sergeant.
This sergeant told me, in front of the
entire lab crew, that he was three times better than me because
he was an E5 and I was an E2. The boys behind the green door
agreed with him and were convinced they got the better of the
deal. I didn't care what any of them thought. I was out of the
ISO office and that's all I cared about.
I only did 2 weeks mess duty and then I
was transferred to the base photo-lab. One week later I was a
Lance Corporal (E3.)
I became a legand at the ISO office. The
guy who burned a Windsock in the gunny's ashtray! And lived to
tell the story.
I think Dave was also out at the ISO office.
His transfer to the VMCJ squadron came through. An era was over.
Do I care that nothing happened to Lovelace?
No. Guys like that get theirs in the end. What goes around, comes
around. Remember the gunny got his.
I did miss the crew at the ISO office but
they kept me up to date on the happenings behind the green