Undeserving of stripes

I was drafted out of high school in 1949 at 18 years old and sent to Honolulu, Hawaii. We were awakened at 10 p.m. to do double-time with full packs up Kolekole Pass Mountains. We then walked back down for two hours, disbanded, and slept until Reveille. Then it was calisthenics and chow. During calisthenics, the Cadre (Sgt.) carried the lead end of pool sticks. They would come by and hit us on our steel helmet and drive the helmet liner over our ears. My company commander was watching, came up to the sergeant, and tore the stripes off his shoulder.

« Previous story
Next story »