Courtesy patrol??? Are they serious? That sounds LAME! Doesn't sound like it would strike fear in any serial troublemakers. (RUN!!!It's the COURTESY PATROL!!!!) Ought to call them the exterminators or something.
I worked bless patrol at the 1986 ROA late at night in tent city. Didn't do very well. Earlier in the evening I kept 2 plastic forks from a food stand. I cut off the handles and smoothed them down so if I put both forks side by side in my mouth it looked like scifi monster teeth. I was paired with a woman. We walked past these 2 guys who were talking excitedly about, believe it or not, the word. One guy was quoting 2 Kings of all places. Then they saw me with those teeth and...HUH! End of conversation. Then a minute or so later a small child saw me and ran to his tent. Aw, man. Hopefully he was safe and secure in his tent knowing the fang teeth bless patrol guy had his back. I dunno. The woman gently persuaded me to save the teeth for halloween. Maybe they ought to put ME on courtesy patrol.
When I was stationed in Germany and pulled the duty, it was an E6 Staff Sergeant and a Spec 4 driver (myself).
Our orders were to get a 3/4 ton pickup from the motor pool, spend the evening and early morning driving around the local community and pick up and return to the post any drunk or disorderly soldiers. This was in 1972 and I was given to believe the tradition had been going on for a long time. It was a win-win for the Army and the German community. Trouble was averted with a minimal amount of bad feelings and red tape. We didn't carry any weapons, and anyone that we returned to the post would not be disciplined as long as they didn't make trouble.
Of all the non mission-related duty I pulled, Courtesy Patrol was probably the least unpleasant. I actually enjoyed driving around the community shooting the bull with a career sergeant.
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Courtesy patrol??? Are they serious? That sounds LAME! Doesn't sound like it would strike fear in any serial troublemakers. (RUN!!!It's the COURTESY PATROL!!!!) Ought to call them the exterminators or something.
I worked bless patrol at the 1986 ROA late at night in tent city. Didn't do very well. Earlier in the evening I kept 2 plastic forks from a food stand. I cut off the handles and smoothed them down so if I put both forks side by side in my mouth it looked like scifi monster teeth. I was paired with a woman. We walked past these 2 guys who were talking excitedly about, believe it or not, the word. One guy was quoting 2 Kings of all places. Then they saw me with those teeth and...HUH! End of conversation. Then a minute or so later a small child saw me and ran to his tent. Aw, man. Hopefully he was safe and secure in his tent knowing the fang teeth bless patrol guy had his back. I dunno. The woman gently persuaded me to save the teeth for halloween. Maybe they ought to put ME on courtesy patrol.
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Courtesy Patrol is an old Army tradition.
When I was stationed in Germany and pulled the duty, it was an E6 Staff Sergeant and a Spec 4 driver (myself).
Our orders were to get a 3/4 ton pickup from the motor pool, spend the evening and early morning driving around the local community and pick up and return to the post any drunk or disorderly soldiers. This was in 1972 and I was given to believe the tradition had been going on for a long time. It was a win-win for the Army and the German community. Trouble was averted with a minimal amount of bad feelings and red tape. We didn't carry any weapons, and anyone that we returned to the post would not be disciplined as long as they didn't make trouble.
Of all the non mission-related duty I pulled, Courtesy Patrol was probably the least unpleasant. I actually enjoyed driving around the community shooting the bull with a career sergeant.
As to Bless Patrol, I never had the privilege.
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