Charles William Spratt

My First Date With My Wife

I was discharged out of the Army December 6 1966 . The first thing I did after I went home was   to join the VFW . I started attending their meetings every Friday night and within two weeks I had a job at the local flour mill . I was...
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Charles William Spratt

Ft Hood Texas

When I got back home   from Viet Nam I went home for two weeks leave and then reported back to duty at Ft Hood Texas . I was in Firth Army in an Engineer Unit . My brother had been in the Army before me and had joined the 2...
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Charles William Spratt

Coming Home

When you getting close to coming home you start marking the days off of your calendar. First it’s 120 days then it’s 90 days then it’s 60 days then it gets down to 30 days your on your last month . Can’t wait to get home . Since we came over...
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Charles William Spratt

TDY

I lied I did not spend all eleven months of my tour in Viet Nam in Qui Nhon . I was sent TDY (Temporary Duty Something) for three months to Plieu Ku . It was about 50 miles inland. They needed some one to install a new 4 inch galvanized steel...
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Charles William Spratt

The Coronel Wants an Officer club NOW

Our first job when we got to Viet Nam was ordered by the Coronels . They wanted an Officers Club built right away . We arrived about the third week in September and about the first of October was when the Monsoon started ( the rainy season ) It rain non...
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Millard Don Carriker

Strike Up The Band

Strike Up The Band
Pleasant Hill school had a Rhythm Band  made up of a couple of dozen little kids, who, with kazoo's, triangles, tambourines, rhythm sticks, sleigh bells, drums and cymbals created sounds that were said to be music.   We wore white shirts or blouses, and pants or skirts and actually made public appearances. ...
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Charles William Spratt

The Beginning Of Another Chapter

After moving back to my hometown I started looking for a job . My father was sick and couldn't work . I was a high school drop out . No body wanted to hire a drop out . I didn't know what to do . I turned eighteen in July 1965...
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Millard Don Carriker

Giving the Finger to Oklahoma

The Thomas Long oil lease was a vast playground but it was filled with dangers for kids that no one seemed to notice or tell us to avoid.  The community water well from which several families drew their water sat a couple of hundred yards from our back door.  It was...
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Millard Don Carriker

It wasn't a Schwinn. . .

Our house on the Thomas Long lease sat back about a hundred yards from Oklahoma Highway 33 which was surfaced with walnut-sized rocks.  A few times a year a road grader would come along to smooth out the ruts and level the high and low spots.  The roads that branched off...
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Charles William Spratt

The Most I Ever Saw My Mama Hurt

I was in the 8th grade . Didn't hurt for nothing . Had plenty of food . Plenty of clothes . I guess I was just bored . I don't know . Rotten . I was on the way home from school and I stopped in at a small supermarket ....
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Charles William Spratt

My Parents Corporal Punishment

Before I was thirteen and still living in my hometown our homes were fairly close to each other . My Dad always got home from work about 4:30 PM from the oilfield pipeyard . If I came home from school and the teacher called my mother up before I walked home...
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Charles William Spratt

Moving To A New Town

When I was thirteen my Dad got a notice from his employer which was the pipeline division of Amoco Oil , that he was going to have to move to another town . He was being transfered to a town 50 miles away which wasn't that far but in the early...
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Charles William Spratt

Grandma Beavers Pancakes

When i was about eleven or twelve years old I went to spend the night with Grandma Beavers . When I got up in the morning she was making pancakes for breakfast . She ask me " Charles , How many pancakes do you want ? "  I said " I...
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Charles William Spratt

My Fishing Trips

When I was young under thirteen years of age my father decided he wanted take up fishing again like he had done when he was a child . He went and bought all of the neccasary equipment and tackle and with in a few years he knew several good fishing spots...
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Charles William Spratt

How Spoiled Was I

I was born the youngest of two boys in 1947 . The only chores I had was to get up and eat breakfast ; go to school ; collect rocks ; play with horny toads ; or dig holes in the yard to play marbles . And I couldn't even do...
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Sue Hill

The Unseen Force

This is written for all the people out there who are either drug-addicted or who have a loved-one who is held captive by chemical dependency - The Unseen Force.   There is a strange force that lives deep in my soul, and to drive me to madness it's persistent goal.  Insidiously, it creeps...
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Annie Payne

Dear Diary...A hard day on Ward 1

Dear Diary...A hard day on Ward 1
Normal 0 false false false EN-AU X-NONE X-NONE Dear Diary , I didn’t realise that nursing was going to be so difficult right when I started my first week as a nurse on Ward 1. Charge Sister T is so hard on the patients and constantly tells me to ‘sit the...
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Doris Ross Reddick

Bethune Cookman

The following titles are placemarks for recorded stories that will be added in the near future:  Mrs Turner Morning Song Away From Home Dr Bethune
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Golden V. Adams Jr.

My First "Real" Car

My First "Real" Car
Growing up in the country on a farm, I had driven tractors and trucks ever since I was knee-high to a grasshopper.  In fact, I don't recall when I didn't drive.  My first "real" car--even though it belonged to the family, was a two-toned Bel Air Chevrolet.  The body was a...
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Diane Mason Gray

My first car

My first car
At about the age of four, when we lived at 1728 Engle Avenue, Norfolk County, Virginia (now the City of Chesapeake), I would walk to the end of the road closest to Military Highway and wait for Daddy to come home from work. At that corner was a little convenience grocery...
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