During my last year in the 567th, I was assigned to
the Missile Crew Scheduling Office under Maj. Gilman Hanson. For all
practical purposes, I was the only person involved in the actual scheduling
function, since the commander had Maj Hanson and another officer doing
everything but scheduling. When the snow storm hit, it threw crew
scheduling into a big turmoil that changed daily because different sites were
affected differently, depending on how many days the crews were at each
site. As luck would have it, I was sicker than a dog with what turned into
pneumonia. Once all the crews were back and the final edition of the new
schedule was completed, I went to sick call. After the doctor diagnosed
what was wrong with me, he said, "Unless you can come up with a good
reason for not coming in sooner, I'm going to recommend you for a court martial
for not taking care of yourself. You have a temp of 102, and it didn't
just start two hours ago." I explained that I was the only one that was
scheduling crews and the weather had the whole office mixed up. He called
Maj. Hanson for verification, and let me go with a stern warning on taking care
of "government property". I was never so scared in my military career
until I put in for my retirement, but that is a different story, and a different
time.
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