Mannheim

was there 88-91 w/377th. Deployed to Desert Storm from with 'em

I still remember those days, especially the egg sandwiches we got at Moms

I lived, I believe (my memory is rusty), at 3 Grant Circle from 66 to 67. I was in 8th grade. My father, also an Officer, worked at CENTAG. He passed on, along with my mother, in 2013, at 89 years. My mother was almost 87. My name is Gail Wood. I kept my Bison sweatshirt until it fell apart. I remember going into Kaefertal to the candy store and the pastry shop, and also bike riding on the paths in the forest, which was my favorite thing to do. For an 8th grader, I had a lot of freedom to explore. It was a really fun time. My best friend and I even took the streetcar into Mannheim one day. We nagged our mothers to let us go, they said yes, the only rule was that we had to get back home before our fathers came home. We barely made it. We had to run to catch the streetcar in Mannheim as it was pulling out of the station. And old man at the back caboose area helped pull us onto the streetcar as we ran after it. But for his help, we would not have made it home on time and it would have been very bad for us to not be home when our fathers arrived. I remember it like it was yesterday.

I was at Coleman Barracks in 1970-1972...HATED that *&^%$# place! :)