NCO Club

My longest lasting memory of the NCO club is the fact that my tent was the the first one on the left as you stumbled down the hill. I don't know how many nights I woke up to find someone tangled up in the tent ropes screaming for help thinking something or someone had them. I finally went on night shift on the flight line and worked days at the club. Some of you army guys that put your whole paycheck in the slots might remember the guy that would set up a jackpot for you so you could leave with some money in your pocket.