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CAPT H and MajMike...

...this one's for you guys. Oh, heck, Neffi too. Any tankers.

Marine tankers taking a forage break on Okinawa, 1945

Some Marine tankers taking a break to forage (and hopefully bathe and wash their clothes if one guy in the background is any indicator) during a break in the fighting on Okinawa, April 1945.

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mmmmmmmmmm.... cabbage! Probably a welcome break from K rats...
 
OK ... Here's an idea. Let's all eat cabbage and then get in an enclosed metal container. NOT! Maybe that guy in the back had cabbage yesterday.
 
..and that's a nice fine beastie they've got for themselves to ride in.
 
ahhh...Marine tankers. Ya gotta love em'....thanks. Arditi Sgt of Marine tankers, 1982-1987
 
Was that an observation or a request?
   
Arditi: gotta love a tanker who can crank a coincidence rangefinder on an M60A1. {for observation purposes only, not a request}
 
Both, on occasion...Murray :} Majmike...you talk like you know....Marine tanker? End connectors, track blocks and rough road conditions...the bane of an enlisted Marine. :} Keep up the good work.
 
I was once listed has having been "run over by tank", it got the nurses at the hospital very excited when the got the radio call. Till it turned out to be crushed fingers. Bastard thing rolled off it's jack during track bashing in the field.
 
Definitely not a Ram ... Cheers
 
Murray, You and I had similar experiences. I was in Yakima, Washington(for desert training of all things) and pulled a track jack from under a tank into my face! Chipped my tooth in half. It was later repaired by an Army dentist! God bless all Army dentists...and please do not make fun of the Marine breaking his own teeth!
 
Shoot, Arditi - we're just happy a Marine *has* teeth...
 
ha ha ha ha
 
What I wouldn't give for an Army dentist now! Also got to watch while a group of troopers found out why their vehicle commanders never let them break BOTH tracks at the same time when track bashing in the field. Just the tiniest of slopes is all it takes. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..... You know it's going to stop some time.
 
You know it's going to stop some time. Oh! My sides hurt from *that* visual!
 
I'd like to see that. I remember training at a Japanese base at Mt. Fuji. The volcanic ash or soil made it difficult to control speed going down hills. I can still visualize some grunts on either side of the road leaping to the further shoulder with my tank barreling down the hill, with foot on the brake, and little control. I could feel my underside puckering on that occasion. whew!
 
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