ancient-one
US Veteran
I was at Lowery Annex, North Island, San Diego waiting for transportation to where I was getting discharged. There were probably 15 guys also waiting. On Christmas Eve everyone but two of us went into San Diego partying. I wasn't taking any chances of messing up. Every one came back early except one joker.
After the lights were out and everyone was asleep, he came in drunk and singing Jingle Bells as loud as he could. He was told to shut up several times and he told us where to go. All of a sudden there was a loud noise and the singing stopped. Some one turned the lights on and he was laying out cold against some wooden lockers. Whoever laid it on him was back in his bunk before the lights came on. No one but the guy that nailed him knew who laid him out.
Another thing that I remember about Lowery we could hit the chow line(open all day) as often as we liked. Also the troop train we were put on had a kitchen car and we also had meal tickets for the railroad diner. A lot of good food.
SAD ADDITION
I should have included this in the original part. On the troop train coming home to get discharged there was a lot of partying and drinking to the point it got stupid. One person had been causing trouble every since we left LA. He came up missing as we were crossing the Rockies and the train was stopped and I think backed up. He was found and the train had run over him. He either fell off or someone threw him off. Most people went for the latter. The train was detoured, I think to KC, and no one was allowed to leave the train. They held the train IRC a day.
That was a very sad way to end the service to your country and would be really hard for his relatives to handle.
After the lights were out and everyone was asleep, he came in drunk and singing Jingle Bells as loud as he could. He was told to shut up several times and he told us where to go. All of a sudden there was a loud noise and the singing stopped. Some one turned the lights on and he was laying out cold against some wooden lockers. Whoever laid it on him was back in his bunk before the lights came on. No one but the guy that nailed him knew who laid him out.
Another thing that I remember about Lowery we could hit the chow line(open all day) as often as we liked. Also the troop train we were put on had a kitchen car and we also had meal tickets for the railroad diner. A lot of good food.
SAD ADDITION
I should have included this in the original part. On the troop train coming home to get discharged there was a lot of partying and drinking to the point it got stupid. One person had been causing trouble every since we left LA. He came up missing as we were crossing the Rockies and the train was stopped and I think backed up. He was found and the train had run over him. He either fell off or someone threw him off. Most people went for the latter. The train was detoured, I think to KC, and no one was allowed to leave the train. They held the train IRC a day.
That was a very sad way to end the service to your country and would be really hard for his relatives to handle.
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