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6.12.06

My Efficiency Ratings and an Article 15 for Breaking A Barracks Window


Here are my efficiency ratings from my army discharge papers. Number 1 rating is from basic training, and as you see my conduct and efficiency was EXCELLENT. Number 2is from early in Photographic Laboratory Technician School. It says my conduct was EXCELLENT but has nothing about efficiency. Number 3 I do not understand, but it was at the end of my photography school, and I came out high enough at the top of my class to earn the rank of Specialist Fourth Class at graduation; and that was only after I had been on active duty in the Army for seven months and there were three months of inactive duty before I had to report to basic training. That proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that both my conduct and efficiency were EXCELLENT. Number 4 has CASUAL ratings, because it was during the time I was home on leave, traveling to Okinawa and waiting there for my permanent station to be assigned. Number 5 covers from when I was first assigned to the 30th Artillery Brigade until I suffered that life ruining emotional breakdown that caused me to put my fist through a window in my barracks room. From then on, as number 6says, both my conduct and efficiency was rated as UNSATISFACTORY - which was due to me gradually refusing more and more illegal orders from the 30th Arty personnel and gradually refusing to pay for photographic supplies and to use my own camera equipment for completing illegal 30th Arty photo assignments and gradually refusing to work in that damned illegal and immoral photo lab set up in the nuclear fallout emergency decontamination chamber. Eventually, I ran out of photo paper, could not order any because I was illegally assigned to the 30th, no one else in the 30th knew where to get me the right photo paper, and it nearly destroyed me not being able to do my dedicated photography work. I ended up nearly completely depressed beyond all hope of recovery. I still am - forty fucking years later. I hate it.




This is part of the Article 15 non-judicial punishment papers I received for breaking that barracks window.



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