Comments on Heidelberg Reflections

Here are some of the comments I have received from members who viewed the recent bulletin, "Heidelberg Reflections":

Roger Scearce:

Robby - many thx!  Great memories of "the good old days" for sure!

Best,  Roger

John Medley:

Thanks Robby, I appreciate your thoughtfulness and I enjoyed the videos.

John

Kevin Troller:

 Many Thanks Robby.  Mary and I enjoyed 3 tours, 7 years in Heidelberg.  It was as much a "home" as we ever had in the Army.  So many wonderful memories; so many wonderful friends both Americans and Germans!!!  Fun times. 

Kevin

Joe Suszynski:

Robby.   Thanks.  Had received the same pics from Les Alexander a few days ago. Interesting and it brought back happy thoughts about a great tour. 
Joe

John Gasper:

Robby

Thank you for the trip down memory lane.

Sharon Hall:

Thanks Robby,
     This is great.   Sharon

Ray Allred:

When I just wanted to get away from my desk and relax a bit, I would stroll through the office and visit with folks about anything they had on their minds.

I would often go to the second floor where Kevin had an office at that time.  Generally he would not there, but his Aggie trooper, an 18 inch doll dressed out in an Aggie uniform, was.

It was always most interesting visiting with that Trooper.  I could always get more out of him than I could Kevin.

Just so Kevin would know that I dropped by, I would turn that Trooper upside down and place it in the center of his desk.

What great times we had in Heidelberg.  A lot of good folks, but a few old sore heads too.

Thanks for the memories.

Ray Allred

 Stan Gillaspie:

a sad farewell.. many fond memories.

George Beckett:

—best assignment in my career!  George

Dick Darcy:

Wow.  What a heart-tugger.  It is the story of the second half of the 20th century for the American Army Hq in Germany.  Although I was an Artillery platoon leader at a missile battery in an obscure location outside of Heilbronn (C/3/71 Arty), I knew of Heildelberg , just up the Neckar River Valley; and I had the opportunity to visit on many a Sunday afternoon in 1962 and 1963.  Driving my bug, I would sing like the student prince, and, fortunately, no one could hear me belting our the opening lines to Gaudeamus Igitur in my best high school Latin.  Thanks for the memories.  Dick Darcy