Finally scanned and put together the photos from Longleat. Once again this slideshow will probably not mean much to anyone in the hobby today. It’s from a time when all was well with the pastime, and a time I wish I could return to. It saddens me to think the World Council was left to die a slow death. One can only wonder what things might be like today if it were still alive and well….
THE ART OF DELIVERING A PROJECTILE
While delving through boxes, looking for old photos, I came across a letter that was sent to my Mom and Dad back in1964. It was a standard form letter from Charles W. Whittington, Lt. Colonel, 7th Howitzer Battalion, Fort Bragg, North Carolina, welcoming me to the unit for advanced training. It brought back memories, as well as a smile.
The one line that stood out and broke me up was “Your son is currently training as a Field Artilleryman, he will learn the art of delivering a projectile through the earth’s atmosphere to a predetermined target.” Huh? First, who the hell ever came up with a description like that. It should have went something like “Your son will go deaf, learning the art of delivering a 200 pound round designed to kill people at a range of up to ll miles.
I did indeed go deaf and hated being assigned to an artillery unit, especially one dealing with the 8 inch, the largest howitizer going, and what made the above line even funnier is that our company became famous for accidently sending a few rounds to a local cemetery just outside of Fayetteville, nearly hitting the church itself. The one saving grace? We were not allowed back in the field for about three or four days while they investigated this accident. So much for the ART of delivering a projectile!!