I have always thought having originally been an EM made me a better officer, I could talk to EM and NCOs about BCT, BRMC, KP, CQ and all of the ups and downs of the enlisted experience and the knew I'd been there, done that,
I knew what they had been through, I'd been there too. I wasn't stooping to their level or patronizing them, I was simply informing them. One thing I noted-and this is a sad comment on the Vietnam fiasco-was that my CIB and awards seemed to have more legitimacy because I had earned them as an EM, they knew I wasn't just a ticket puncher
who was in the field just enough to get my "packet". When I was in the National Guard being an "older" officer came in handy because when we had Civil Disturbance Training I was one of the few who knew anything about bayonet drill, and the baton drill was based on bayonet drill. And in my platoon at ROTC Advanced Camp I noted many of the
other cadets looked to me for guidance-that evoked some wry comments from our platoon evaluator. My trainer in IOBC tried to give me a hard time due to my health problems, but the CO CDR was also 1st Cav, I recall conversing with him one time, I later realized he had delibarately done it in earshot of my platoon trainer to let him know that I was part of
a club that he could never join. Later the patch on the right sleeve let other NCOs and officers know that i was not just
another "newbie" that they could overawe-or snow. Though one 1SG did rib me about being a "traitor".
One thing i remember from my 2nd AD tour-as an officer-was that my "bachelor pad" became something of a haven for some of the other junior officers and occasionally for NCOs. I am an individual of sober and somewhat serious habits, something of a homebody, hence our conversations usually ran to weapons, military history and similar topics
often over home cooked meals and baked goods, with tea and coffee-I don't drink and didn't allow it in my apartment. (Didn't allow smoking either-nobody ever complained.) Once I let one of the mechanics stay with me for a few days after a battle royale with his wife. He was a good lodger-usually asleep by 2000. He complained bitterly that between his wife's pestering and the kids' noise he couldn't get a decent night's sleep at home. The CO badgered me about that-something about "fraternizing", I considered it more comradeship and helping a fellow soldier, no different than the time I drove an EM to the airport so he could get home for emergency leave. Later that CO did admit that the man had problems that interfered with his duties and that the wife need some attitude adjustment, and letting him stay with me and relax was better than him belting the wife and kids.
Obviously being a "mustang" is no guarantee that one will be a better officer-more honest, efficient, hardworking, whatever. I cite the case of the late-and unlamented Jeremy Boorda. As a Personnelman he should have known that if you are going to award yourself awards and decoration at least have the paperwork to back them up. I knew a few other "mustangs" who I would not have wanted as EMs in large part because they had no empathy for the EMs-they forgot their roots, so to speak. And the article noted that many of the cadets had enlisted for the Army College Fund-hey, I enlisted for the GI Bill, when they eliminated it is when the ranks started to fill up with the "3 hots and a cot"
crowd.
But if I had to do over again, I would pretty much do it the way I did it. Frank Sinatra sang "I did it my way." and I think it's a good way.


