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The fight over me


When I reported to the Pentagon on October 1, 1971, they knew all about me before I arrived.

I thought I would be working in my printing career field. I was told I would be the noncommissioned officer in charge of the Pentagon’s communication center. My old job as a radio operator 25 years earlier on a B-17 bomber and knowing Morse Code came back to slap me in the face. I knew very little about the communication center.

Here I was, assigned to the Pentagon, the place I avoided all these years. All the old timers always said, stay away from the Pentagon at all cost.

While I was processing in, I got word the government printing office wanted to talk to me. This department was located in the basement and had mostly civilians working there.

The two-star general in the communication center found out they asked for me. I soon found out which department had the most pull. I started working in the communication center the next day.

(Contributing writer Everett Vanover lives in California.)

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