Chanced to find this forum by a curcuitous route. While sitting at my computer a random grey cell fired off a memory of CWO Danny Cox, which led me to a web search and up popped his name in this discussion of 3 Mech Cdo. (Thanks Al.)
Already in Germany in 1970 as the Sig Offr with 2 PPCLI, I become part of the new 3 Mech Cdo. As one of the few outsiders to both regiments, it was a very interesting time to be a fairly neutral observer, as both regiments' personnel adjusted to living and working closely together. As longtime rivals, the initial hesitation and apprehension/friction between regiments was very soon overcome as they become a cohesive and spirited and very effective unit.
Yes we were born in a storm. My clearest memory of that rain-sodden first field exercise together was the preparatory shrinking of the maroon berets before the rebadging ceremony. That soggy beret remained wet for all those early days afield until we finally got back to camp. Unit formation was in the same general time period as the movie Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, and the tune Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head became integrated as part of our identity.
I have very fond memories of that period and the very real people and characters present, enough to fill a few chapters of a book, as so too must Al and Pat and others who were there.
Oh, about CWO Cox, two distinct memories among many. We spent a lot of time together scouting Bn HQ locations during exercises. While the APC was rolling at speed across an open field, my driver reported that the Chief was no longer following close behind. A very sharp and sudden ditch had captured Danny's jeep, adding another bump and bruises to the many he had endured in a distinguished military career. Another was when I was in his office one day. Says he, "Sir, close the door and lock it." Beside his desk on the floor was the hugest jug of brandy I had ever seen. It was just too full, and desperately needed attention.....
Great times, great people, great memories.
