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I worked at the club that was in the same building as the international bar and grill. Big John was the manager and also he had a son named John but i cant remember his girl friends name.I was there in the summer of 78 as an adventure training instructor and at night i worked the door to the club checking ID and signing people in. I remember if you were in the service or worked for the goverment you could sign in two quest, all the unescored women were allowed in. I cant remember the two other guys that worked there but when one of them i believe got married there let me work in his place and the other guy was a big  black guy. I wish i could remember there names, because we enjoyed working there! Big Frank the bartender always put olives in my Dr Pepper and one night Big John asked me what i was drinking and i told him Frankie was messing with me and that it was just a Dr Pepper, after that night i had him start makeing me a Jim Beam and coke and to still put the olives in my drinks.Big John never asked me about what i was drinking , so when we closed and went to the german club at the swimming pool i had a head start. When i was there i cant remember the waitresses but used to help her pickup the tables. I still have great memories of Garmisch after all these years!

 Dwayne Teel

Hi Drew,

Chris A here - Green Arrow '72-73 & Billeting Office/Bowling Alley '73-75 (when Rosie and Gusti were there) along with the girls in the ski shop whose names I've somehow obliterated. 

Since I worked for a couple of years in the complex housing the Grill, I got to know it fairly well but working 6 days a week wasn't conducive to late nights (not that that stopped me or most others). I seem remember a great waitress named Yvonne, also known as Speedy - small quick and always smiling. I used to love the milk shakes and burgers in the restaurant.

There was a great band from England with a bass player named Gary, from St. Helen's outside Liverpool and a husband wife team of pianist and singer in it. Gary played at one of our impromptu picnic/drink fests at the Rod and Gun Club one year I think along with seem GI's and others. I have some pics of several folks at that gig.

Speaking of streaking, I also have some photos of a few guys and a gal streaking the Hausberg during Fasching, when tickets were half price for those in costume (or in this case, costumed as nature intended)

I think Paul Lambert may have lived at the Sheriden Annex across the courtyard from me. Did he ride a motorcycle? I may have a picture of Elaine. I vaguely remember going to the Oktoberfest with them (not on a bike) and riding the carousel in the Englischer Garten.

I could be wrong - you know what effect a night or two at the bierfest will do to person. Once, I missed the last train back and slept in one of the tents meant for Kon Tiki Expeditions patrons. They were some surprised when they arrived in the morning but I was my usual courteous self and bid them a pleasant morning.

I had a chance to visit two GAP alumni in the Southern Hemisphere earlier this year. Helen Thomas lives in the Adelaide area of Australia and we enjoyed a barbie, a wine tour and some good fun together. Kathie (Black) Anderson from Green Arrow etc, is in Christchurch N.Z. and again we shared some touring, good food and good memories along with the usual lamentations about getting older, creakier and crankier.

I'm still in touch with Green Arrow waitress Tilly (Bauer) De Molenaar, and Von Steuben waitress Martine (Mounier) Bourgeron and of course with you old friend.

An early Happy Holidays and Hogmanay to you and all our old comrades and a heartfelt wish for peace in the world.

Hi Chris, Merry Xmas & happy New Year to you & all the people who spent time at AFRC. The Green Arrow was wild, do you remember when I used to work as night shift bellboy, & the GIs would invite me in for a bowl as a tip? One night Doug, desk clerk  who had long hair & wore it pinned up under a wig, & I dropped acid & I had to cart the bags to the room while hallucinating on the Colonels Hawaaiian shirt. Doug I saw later in Korea. Then there was Frank from Seattle, lazy big bugger, who spoke German when he was a child in Munich & then left for the US when he was seven & returned with no German at all & the most appalling way of saying “Ein bier bitte”! So you saw Helen in Oz? Did she know of Jeannie? Do you remember the night we went to see 2001 A Space Odyssey & ate too many brownies & Maureen & I had to leave because we thought it the funniest movie we had ever seen & couldnt stop bursting out laughing.. I think Rosie & Kim were there & sundry others from the GA. Then there was Mr. Mellow, Jack, who I think was the mellowest guy I have ever met, always totally relaxed & smiling. Paul Lambert did have a bike, I wonder where he ended up, good looking bloke with curly hair, & I remember he planned on being a photographer.

What a time,

All the best,

drew

Hi Cookie, Geiger Plastics AAAARGH! I lasted three days after being put on that awful machine where you have to cut off the plastic as it came down the tube, cut it into squares, & then put it in the tubs. The fact that the supervisor tried to pick up one, & they were all stuck together like some modern art work didnt help. Good thing was you could drink all day to numb the boredom, but I eventually complained that I was getting “Asthma anschlage” & requested another machine & they fired me. Icomplained to the Arbeitsamt &  they sent me to the doctor from hell, ex concentration camp guard type you know the stereotype, big fucking German woman, well that she was & insisted that “Ich kann gar nichts finden”. I got the arbeitsamt to send me to a “Lungenspezialist” & thought oh no, his name is Dr Geiger, but he was a lovely bloke & the Arbeitsamt had to pay me DM2500 for lost wages, & I could only work outside!. So he sent me to Deutsche Asphalt, but I managed to stick with the fumes & the very hard work where we carried six tons of asphalt a day on those wooden yoke collars. At least I survived to tell the tale although having Mad Ron from ireland working there it was touch & go.. It was the best of times.

Andy Failes