In order to tell the full story of the 2003 Civilian Evacuation out of Turkey, it’s important to back up to a date when the whole world changed, and every person can tell you where they were, what they were doing and how that day progressed. (more…)
In order to tell the full story of the 2003 Civilian Evacuation out of Turkey, it’s important to back up to a date when the whole world changed, and every person can tell you where they were, what they were doing and how that day progressed. (more…)
When I arrived at Inçirlik AFB in 1971, the elementary students met in a regular school building, but the junior high, which consisted of grade 7-8-9, met in about a dozen quonset huts on the periphery of a large grassy field, while grades 10-11-12 students boarded at Karamursal near Istanbul, returning to their parents at holidays.
Those quonsets were primitive compared to DoDDS school quonsets elsewhere, such as Pacific Middle in Okinawa. The curvature of the building began at ground level, so we lost considerable stand-up space around the outer walls. Many of the floor tiles were cracked so I pulled grass from time to time and I would hear the scurry of mice when I opened the door in the morning. The quonsets were heated with coal oil furnaces which we teachers lit on chilly days, igniting a wad of paper jabbed onto a wire coat hanger with a match, then inserting it into the furnace.
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