Brian Vike's Favorite Cases.
Date: May or June 1980 Time: Evening
Message: In May or June of 1980 I was
stationed in Crailsheim, Germany. One evening an Army buddy and me where given
a ride out to a lake (approxamtlty 6 miles from town). There was suppose to be
a large party out there.
When we arrived there were probably thirty or
forty people, drinking and smoking hash, around a dying bonfire. My buddy and I
had one beer each and decided to leave the lame party, and head back to town.
After walking about two miles we left the
small paved road we were on and started across a field with two foot high
grass. Soon I realized my buddy wasn't beside me. I started back through the
now bent grass, until I came upon my friend laying on his back.
Worried, I ran over and looked down at him.
Being from Minnesota, he looked as though he were laying in fresh snow, making
snow angels.
At this point I figure someone from the
bonfire either slipped him some drugs, or he is playing some, uncharacteristic,
game. I'm start getting upset because all I want is to get back to town before
the bars close.
I tell him to get up, so we can get back to
town. He lays there looking up at me saying " you gotta see this". He
says this a few times when I suddenly realize, he's not looking up at me. But
rather up past me.
The last thing I remember is turning my head
to look up and then slowly spiraling to the ground.
The next thing I remember is waking up
walking, and I mean literally, one foot coming down in front of the other on
the pavement (walking trail I believe).
At first I was disoriented and didn't know
where I was. Soon I got my bearings and realized I was a half mile out of
Crailsheim.
I figure it was three miles from the field to
where I, I guess came to.
My buddy and I never spoke about that night,
actually we very seldom spoke to each other after that night. We both left
Germany in early within two months of that night (early July).
I left Germany almost twenty-five years ago.
The first twenty-two years I rarely thought of that night, but the last three,
almost daily.
The people I have told this story to have
tried to explain it as some drug induced, or some sexual experience that has
been blocked by my subconscious. I have too much awareness for those
explanations.
I'd like to know if there has been any
similar stories related to that area of Germany in that time period. Thanks.
Additional Information:
Hi Brian, Thanks for your quick response. I
wish I could tell you that I turned and looked up into the belly of the mother
ship, or that I saw even a flicker of a light in the night sky. But,
unfortunately what I mentioned earlier is all I remember. As far as my buddy at
the time, I haven't spoken to him since about two weeks after that night. I
would like to also state that I have never, before or after that evening,
blacked -out. Which makes what happened twenty-five years ago frustrating as
hell.
It's hard for me to articulate the almost
emotional numbness, until recently, I've felt towards that evening. When I
would tell friends and family about it, they would say that it was very
strange, while I would blow it off to maybe being overly tired that night.
There is one more thing that I remember. It's
actually a feeling. I felt as though the U.S Army (which if I failed to
mention, I served 6 years in) was looking out for me. Almost in an overly
protective way. As an example; lets just say there were thing I did in my last
two months in Germany I am not proud of.
Let me preface this next part by saying that
I was a good soldier. I had planned to be a lifer. The following I have never
spoken to anyone about.
One evening about a week after my night in the
field, my platoon ( about twenty-five of us) were guarding an ammo site about
twenty miles outside Crailsheim. On about the tenth night, of a two weeks
assignment, I remember thinking that I had had enough of the Army. There was no
big event that drove me to this realization. I had just had enough.( to this
day I don't know where that thought came from) I walked out of the barracks,
and along with another soldier I had told my plan to, climbed over the fence
and left. I spent three days with an on again off again girlfriend.
When I met my platoon back at Crailsheim
nothing was said by my platoon Sgt. or company commander. Everyone knew I was
AWOL, it was no secret. but none of my superiors would mention it. The soldier
I jumped the fence with, was only gone two hours before he went back to the
ammo site. He was court marshaled. My last night in Crailsheim, my platoon Sgt
came up to me at the NCO club. He said "Someone must really like
you". I knew he was talking about the night I left the ammo site. I also
know there was something else he wanted to say, but he never said it.
There were also times after that night in the
field that I felt I was being watched. But nothing I can point to and say, one
night I saw something hiding behind a tree.
Anyways, I came back to the States where I
re-enlisted and served three years of honorable service filled with awards and
commendations. (I taught basic training in Fort Bliss, Texas) I was suppose to
go to Fort Lewis, Wa, but I was reassigned to Texas. Forty miles from White
Sands. Hmmm. My life in the military could go on for hundreds of pages, but I
wouldn't do that to you.
So thanks for your time. And no, I don't
recall any strange experience from my time in, TX and N.M.
Today was the first time I've been to your
site. I like it. Keep up the good work.
PS I'm believe firmly that we make our own
choices and that no one can makes us do what we don't want, but I'll always
feel guilty for the young soldier that climbed that fence with me.
Thank you to the fellow for the interesting
story.
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