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Originally Posted by Vendzilla
No worries, when you're on a Submarine, it acts like it's at war at all times, I received a expeditionary medal for service during the Iran Crisis in 1979 that lasted I think 444 days. I was off the coast of Iran for most of it. I spent a lot of time in the Indian Ocean. There was a little island in the middle of it called Diego Garcia where Jack Daniels was $3.20 a bottle. You can imagine what liberty was like.
I do know about things in the deep that I can't talk about. We had to know because we did find some things with special sonar our boat had. My job was a Sonar Technician. I got to see the first touch screen computer used by the military on one piece of equipment
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I was casually dating a guy who I parted ways with when he was shipped off to be stationed at Diego Garcia. I know all about that place. I was dating him when he was stationed at Fort Meade (NSA).
What I always think is funny is that we dated in 2000. At that time, I could just drive onto Fort Meade and go to the barracks by showing my ID to a single guy with a sidearm. I could even drive into the parking lots of the NSA buildings.
A few years later I was going through the area and they had built a bunch of new roads for entry and exit from the base. I didn't know what was what, but my GPS told me to take an exit that really entered into the base. When pulling up to the gate there were at least 10 guards with machine guns trained on me. I explained my GPS error, I got a bunch of shady looks, they had to scan my ID, sniff my car, use under-car mirrors and then keep their guns trained on me as I pulled in 200 feet for the turnaround.
Talk about changes.