With all that interesting uniform, discussions about tradition and the oddity of those bloused blue pants, it reminded me of something. Then I remembered. Maybe we should just go all the way?
Turban, fez, pretty blue jacket with yellow braid? Oh, and white spats. Now wouldn't that be nifty?
MSG Keith could keep his big, fat sergeant stripes.
And the artillery guys could still be red legs.
Oooh...pretty.
Really pretty...and manly, too.
One thing is sure, if our men and women had to wear those uniforms out in public, we'd have the meanest, maddest, baddest army ever to march on the face of the earth.
And, we could blend in with the locals.
Turban, fez, pretty blue jacket with yellow braid? Oh, and white spats. Now wouldn't that be nifty?
MSG Keith could keep his big, fat sergeant stripes.
And the artillery guys could still be red legs.
Oooh...pretty.
Really pretty...and manly, too.
One thing is sure, if our men and women had to wear those uniforms out in public, we'd have the meanest, maddest, baddest army ever to march on the face of the earth.
And, we could blend in with the locals.
Drape a cammied hankie-chief over the rear of your head and neck for a sunshade, put the cap/kepi back on and wait for your Battalion Commander to go crosseyed from laughter.
Then show *him* how to do it.
We were BG Jimenez' two favorite guys during each of his visits to Fort Pickett back in the mid-'90s...
I spent some time in an army hospital in 1969 and we used to call the "pajamas" we had to wear our "undress blues."
Oh, wotthehell -- why wait?
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Modesticus - My Fashion Conscious Guardian Angel was keeping safe from looking like The Good Humour Zouave.
Were you ever able to enlist? I didn't follow this before. Oh, there is NOT an S at the end of Army Reserve. Sorry, just a pet peeve of mine.......