Eisboch wrote:
"HK" wrote in message
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wrote:
On Aug 15, 8:02 pm, "JimH" ask wrote:
except on the
drive back from Windsor into Michigan where he was profiled because of
his
dreadlocks/age and thoroughly searched.

Ut oh. Guess I better make sure I wear clean BVD's :O


I have a funny story about the Detroit-Windsor crossing.

During our national debacle against Vietnam, I was working for a federal
agency, and at the time in question, I was assigned to a project underway
in the Detroit area.

One of my best high school chums, Jimmy M., was drafted right after he was
graduated from the University of Connecticut. Though in good health, he
was not really an appropriate specimen for cannon fodder. Jimmy was a
first generation American. His grandfather was involved in the Tan war
against the Brits, and after the Irish parliament failed, the entire
family, including Jimmy's father emigrated here. To say this was an
anti-establistment family would be a gross understatement.

Anyway, Jimmy tried to become a C.O., and to work as a medic or something
similar, but the idiots in the military decided he should be a rifleman.
He deserted during basic training.

Jimmy emigrated to Canada, where he became a citizen, and a good one at
that, with a nice-sized construction business. At the time of this
incident, he was living in Windsor and we used to meet to toss back a few
once or twice a month, but always on the Canadian side.

The funny part: somehow the feds, I think it was the FBI, found out who
my friend was and two agents came to see me at my office. I was working
out of the Penobscot Building, and our offices faced the Detroit River and
therefore Windsor.

So, the suits asked me if I knew where Jimmy was. "Sure," I said, "he's
over there." I was pointing to Canada. We talked for a while and I
"admitted" that I met Jimmy every so often over there. These agents wanted
me to get Jimmy back over to Detroit on a ruse, so they could arrest him.

I remember bursting out in laughter and telling the feds to get the hell
out of my office. Right...I was going to drop a dime on a lifelong friend.



Desertion is (was) a hell of a lot more serious than refusing to be drafted.

Eisboch




Indeed it is. Jimmy, however, would not have fired a shot at the north
vietnamese, but he would gladly served in the front lines as a medic.

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Indeed it is. Jimmy, however, would not have fired a shot at the north
vietnamese, but he would gladly served in the front lines as a medic.

Jimmy's mistake was not taking that position before he raised his hand and
recited the oath.

Eisboch

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On Wed, 15 Aug 2007 19:47:11 -0400, "JimH" ask wrote:

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On Aug 15, 7:17 pm, Short Wave Sportfishing
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Which reminds me - I need to check my passport

According to the info I saw recently, not if you are driving. Or so I
thought. If I am wrong, someone please chime in, I am planning a trip
up.

Passport not necessary. Birth certificate and drivers
license.........at
least at this moment.
Passports are so much easier.

Not sure about this, but you may not need a passport to get into Canada,
but you may need one to get back into the USA. Rules seem to be
changing.

Eisboch

At this time, reentry into the US by car/truck, a passport is not
required.


It will be for SW. I called Homeland Insecurity, and they're not going to
let him back in the USA without a note from at least 10 of us.


Good grief! I'd better spruce up the spare room. Tom may be staying here
longer than he thought.....and if he stays long enough, may not want to go
back.

On Thu, 16 Aug 2007 16:50:00 GMT, wrote:

Then he was not really a C.O.

Patching soldiers up so they can get back into battle is not something
a CO would ever consider.

Two of the five Corpsmen I served with were COs and unbelievable
medics.

And of course you'd never understand why becasue you are a dumbass.

On Thu, 16 Aug 2007 12:07:12 -0400, HK wrote:

wrote:
On Aug 15, 8:02 pm, "JimH" ask wrote:
except on the
drive back from Windsor into Michigan where he was profiled because of his
dreadlocks/age and thoroughly searched.


Ut oh. Guess I better make sure I wear clean BVD's :O



I have a funny story about the Detroit-Windsor crossing.

During our national debacle against Vietnam, I was working for a federal
agency, and at the time in question, I was assigned to a project
underway in the Detroit area.

One of my best high school chums, Jimmy M., was drafted right after he
was graduated from the University of Connecticut. Though in good health,
he was not really an appropriate specimen for cannon fodder. Jimmy was a
first generation American. His grandfather was involved in the Tan war
against the Brits, and after the Irish parliament failed, the entire
family, including Jimmy's father emigrated here. To say this was an
anti-establistment family would be a gross understatement.

Anyway, Jimmy tried to become a C.O., and to work as a medic or
something similar, but the idiots in the military decided he should be a
rifleman. He deserted during basic training.

Jimmy emigrated to Canada, where he became a citizen, and a good one at
that, with a nice-sized construction business. At the time of this
incident, he was living in Windsor and we used to meet to toss back a
few once or twice a month, but always on the Canadian side.

The funny part: somehow the feds, I think it was the FBI, found out who
my friend was and two agents came to see me at my office. I was working
out of the Penobscot Building, and our offices faced the Detroit River
and therefore Windsor.

So, the suits asked me if I knew where Jimmy was. "Sure," I said, "he's
over there." I was pointing to Canada. We talked for a while and I
"admitted" that I met Jimmy every so often over there. These agents
wanted me to get Jimmy back over to Detroit on a ruse, so they could
arrest him.

I remember bursting out in laughter and telling the feds to get the hell
out of my office. Right...I was going to drop a dime on a lifelong friend.


Your high regard for deserters is an admirable trait, Harry! You are
such a cool guy. It's no wonder you command such respect from the
folks here.