2nd Infantry Division headquarters at Camp Casey. I worked at Division G-2 (Intelligence). Every morning would come the life and death struggle to unlock the combination lock on the front door so that we could escape the Siberian breezes.
Not visible: "Otto's" the alternative officer's club. None of the junior officers in G-2 wanted to eat at the regular officers' club because a) It was full of wienies and suckups, b) You might be forced to listen to the division commander, who was at the time, going a bit... "Reaganesque". Witnesses say that he was developing a tendency to tell the same jokes two or three times in succession without knowing it. Principal activities at Otto's included drinking, eating greasy burgers, drinking, sinking hundreds of dollars into the Space Invaders machine, drinking, watching M.A.S.H. and Hello Larry, drinking, teasing the waitress, and drinking. For a change of pace, we'd do some drinking.
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