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I arrived in Berlin in January, 1965 after basic training at Fort Jackson, S.C., and Military Police, CID, and investigative training at Fort Gordon, GA. Along with all the other military nonsense,
I was accepted to OCS, but in the final analysis I didn't want to tread on people, there were too many others qualified for that.

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......................................................................Guess who, upon my arrival...................................................................
......................................................................at the 78th in 1965? Yikes!....................................................................

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Andrews Barracks, summer 1965, located in Lichterfelde was home to all
ASA personnel, regular Army Military Police and Signal Corps. The street
leading to Andrews was Kadattenweg. Remember the strolls down this street
to Linda's Lounge, the Willi Kit pub and restaurant, and points beyond, such
as Paul's bar, owned by the wacky Australians?

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Ah, the Golden Sohne... the atmosphere! A.K.A. "The Scum" was the first, albeit not favorite, stop heading out for a night on the town, or for a few quick brews or drinks. The Scum was built in the late 1800's, and during WWII served as a meeting, eating, and drinking place for Hitler's troops stationed at Andrews Barracks, (see photo next page.)
I would be willing to bet there had been no refurbishing to the Scum since it was built.


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Heading down Kadattenweg about a block from the Scum was
Linda's Lounge. I remember some great foosball tournaments
in there with German locals and military. I also remember
breaking my hand in there, along with about a thousand
other stories emanating from those days in the Scum and
at Linda's. This photo was taken in later years, and comes
to you, and my site, compliments of Lenny Russell. More
about Lenny and further escapades later on.



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And just a few long blocks further down Kadet-
tenweg at Marthastrasse was the old Willi Kit,
later turned into Frank's Pig Pen. What was
that about? The Willi Kit was a class pub and
restaurant in the 1960's. I suppose the Berlin
American G.I. influence characterized Willi's
as the years passed on.



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Thanks again to Lenny Russell, pictured here is the newly
refurbished old "Scum," now some sort of Greek restaurant
called "Zeus." All the guys from the 60s era ASA agree this
was a travesty and sacrilege which happened to the beloved
Golden Sohne. Old Hans Borowitz, proprietor, Barkellner,
and owner of the Scum, pictured below in 1967, probably
made a billion Deutche marks from the sale.


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Hans Borowitz allowed me to
shoot his portrait in 1967.
I gave him a print, and in
return he bought me a beer.
That was a high honor from
Hans. He never gave anything
away, especially beer. Hans
knew all, but told nothing.









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There were too many bars, clubs and pubs too close by. I stopped drinking many times while in Berlin, like every day for the 1,094 days I was there! Believe it or not everyone of us did actually work. The United States Army Security Agency's mission in Berlin was simple in form, but intricate, complex, and secretive in content. Those of you who are visiting this site no doubt know what the ASA personnel did in West Berlin. If you are visiting this site, and were not former ASA spooks, then our mission there makes absolutely no difference to you. An S-2 warrant officer briefed myself and two other newks our first week in Berlin. He told us that what we did, when we did it, where we did it, and how we did it, was no big secret. How WELL we did it was the secret. As far as I could discern from our operations we were pretty damn good at how well we did our job. Even though everyone bitched constantly, most did their jobs well. Those who didn't left Berlin very quickly.

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