Ww and Tc,
I was also at NAS Millington, '75-76, avionics, caged up with the rest of the Jarheads. The one thing I remember most vividly occurred in Dec '75 just after I'd graduated one of my courses. A buddy and I were held up at gunpoint by a local impersonating a swabby asking for a lift to base. It was payday and he thought he was going to knock off two easy wads of cash. We had about $4.25 between us. Anyway, we managed to pursue the guy and his get-away driver all the way from Millington to Memphis on 51, at 85+ mph. The engine of their sorry Olds blew in Memphis, just after I'd hit their car with a railroad spike my buddy had in his glovebox. We called MPD and put the guy behind bars for several years. People were calling us "Starsky and Hutch" lol. O yes, the zeal (?) of youth. Beyond that it was a nice area – yeah, even Graceland.
All the best.
Cement
