Our Army men (and a few Army women) will be leaving us soon – or maybe already have. I’m off today, so I won’t know for sure until I get back to work.
They just showed up at MCAS one day last November. Rumor had it there were about 300 Army personnel scattered around the area, both at our base and at YPG. It was a neat experience having them there at our little library.
In addition to the books, we also have 9 computers with free internet access, and scanning and printing capabilities. There’s also a copier. It seemed a lot of our Army guys were officers; chaplains and such, and needed to use our services to keep their administrative tasks running.
Everything at our library is free. This is much easier on staff, and probably works out better in the long run.
At first, it was a little hard on both sides getting used to each other. I’m sure the Army guys are used to much bigger, much more of everything. After all the Marines are the few, and the proud. ;>)
Our regular Marines usually just want to come in and check their e-mail, maybe check out a book, and not really much else. We don’t see too many officers; after all, they have their computers and etc in their offices on base.
I remember remarking to my boss, after the first day the Army guys came in on my shift, “Wow – these guys want everything!”
Rank doesn’t mean anything much in the library. Here everybody is the same. The child of a Lance Corporal is treated the same as a Major or Colonel, should one of those luminaries happen by. Everybody gets 30 minutes at a computer, when we’ve got people in line, waiting. So early on, there was maybe a little grumbling when I had to ask an Army officer to get up from his computer for a PFC, but they soon got with the program. A couple of them had only the most casual acquaintance with computers and e-mail, and needed a lot of help. I'm happy to say those guys are now zooming right along, same as everybody else.
One thing I noticed about the Army guys was they were more relaxed, less intense than the Marines. Not that our Marines aren’t charming, wonderful people once you get to know them, but with the Army guys around, I often felt like I was tending bar at an officer’s club, rather than shuffling people and information around. They were a joy to work with. I won't soon forget John, Eric, Benny, Cornell, Paul, Thuie, Sara...and lots of others.
Sunday the place was jammed. Everybody wanted to get their stuff done before deployment. A few brought their wives and babies with them, and nobody mentioned what we all knew – they were heading out, “over there.” Some of them might not come back.
We’ll miss our Army men. We’ll keep you in our prayers, guys!