The Christy Collection

Military Stories and Articles

Maj Richard M. Cole, U.S. Air Force (1970-1992)

Maj Richard M. Cole, U.S. Air Force (1970-1992)

Did Any of Your Parents or Grandparents Serve? What Facts or Stories Do You Remember About Their Service?:

Military service has become a tradition in my family. One of the things that has kept me busy in retirement is genealogy research. Through my research, I discovered that my fourth great-grandfather, William McLee “Mack” Cole, served with Company B of the South Carolina Volunteer Infantry, which drew the majority of its men from Laurens County. Pvt. Cole died of pneumonia following the Battle of Fredericksburg, Va. He died in Chimborazo Hospital Number 5 and was buried in Oakwood Cemetery in Richmond, Va. Men were dying in large numbers at the hospital and were buried in Oakwood with as many as six men to a grave. A small stone cube marked the graves with numbers on them that correlated to a grave registry book listing the names of the men in each grave. When I discovered that my grandfather did not have a headstone, I attempted to obtain one for him through the VA, only to have my request denied. They stated the stone cube and grave registry were sufficient markings for his grave. So, I purchased him a headstone and, with the assistance of the Sons of Confederate Veterans, had it installed over his burial site at Oakwood.

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GySgt William Koch, U.S. Marine Corps (1976-1996)

GySgt William Koch, U.S. Marine Corps (1976-1996)

Where did you enjoy the best chow during your military service and what was the best meal you remember? Where did you experience your worst chow?:

During my military service, I experienced a wide spectrum of culinary delights and horrors, each leaving a lasting impression on me.
It was the summer of 1981 when I found myself stationed at Lowry Air Force Base in Colorado. As a young Sergeant attending inter-service training, I had yet to hear about the Air Force’s legendary dining facilities. Stepping into the chow hall for the first time, I was pleasantly surprised. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon welcomed me, and rows of neatly set tables with actual plates and cutlery awaited. It was a stark departure from the mess halls I knew during my time with 2nd Battalion 8th Marines where your plate was a steel tray sectioned off.

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