Greg Adams:  

Hi mates & hugs for Terri, Becky, Cathy, Lucy,, Sue &&&:- Hmmmm--what can I talk about? After High School I went to Maui mainly to surf, sail, and scuba dive. I worked in construction and delivered sailboats to their owner's in Hawaii and California. Not much money in delivering sailboats, but what a trip! There's nothing like being in he middle of the pacific ocean during a storm with 20'-30' seas, the night sky so full of stars you can't focus on them, the night so black that you can't see your hand in front of your face, and the white-water so luminous that it is a brilliant glowing lite blue all around and over the boat-natures raw powerful beauty-wow! After a few years I met a friend of a friend at a party who worked on the Alaska pipeline and said he could get me a job up there. My friend said he was serious and the money is very good so I packed my stuff and went. He got me an job running a warehouse at a 2000 man construction camp, working nine weeks on and four weeks off (minus 80 degrees in the winters- brrrr). On my off time in the winter's I skied at Alaska's ski resorts. In the summer's I hunted caribou and moose, a little unnerving with 10ft grizzly bears, black bears, and wolves around and on their menu but worth it for 750 lbs of great steaks. Also fished during the salmon river runs-- one amazing sight. We would fill up my truck bed and have big long BBQ's that would go on for days. It's daylight all24hrs in the summer's- people would be hanging out, get up and go to work then show-up after work with something else to throw on the grill. All that daylight and know one ever seems to get tired! Also started a construction company that grew to employ a bunch of workers. I had to quit the pipeline job after a couple years to stay on top the construction business. With a building boom going on it was doing very well--But not alot of fun pounding nails into frozen lumber in minus 30 degree winters and dark all day. Bought a nice new 2Bdrm-3Ba house in Anchorage and had a 1Bdrm w/Loft ski chalet in Alyeska, new truck, etc. keepin up with the Jones, life is good. But construction is not what I wanted to do as a career. I was working to pay for action trips and adventure vacations. But I wanted to get paid for action and adventure! I was looking for a career move that would reverse this and terrorism was in the newspaper a lot. I thought fighting terrorism would offer all kinds of action and adventure, and you get paid--Hmmmm. So I joined the Military as a Paratrooper with the 82d Airborne at Fort Bragg, NC and made it into a Special Weapons And Tactics combat unit. (This is one high speed, serious post! Everybody is here DOD, DIA, CIA, Special Forces, Rangers, Paratroopers, DELTA, etc. Cool People, Cool Schools for everything WOW!) guys commimg and going from secret missions all over the world. I worked with other Airborne, Ranger, and Special Forces units that where the first to parachute at night into hostile foreign countries to take out the infrastructure and/or government. Or hang out of a Black-hawk Helicopter flying at night 200mph across the mountains at treetop level with night-vision goggles on, rappel down thru the trees or fast-rope onto a building to take it down, or Jump off a 8 story building with a rappelling rope to crash thru the 4th story window- shoot the bad guys and rescue the hostages (jumping off a 8 story building holding on to a half-inch piece of rope is hairier than parachuting!). I was doing things like Intel recons, seizing airports, harbors and communication sites, hostage rescues, combating terrorism, etc. Cool Stuff, Cool People. I love it-I found my home and family! You can't have this kinda fun in the civilian world :-) What a blast to parachute into a hostile foreign country, surrounded by bad guy's and completely outnumbered! If we were out-gunned we would just get on the radio and send a missile up their butt! After a few years, when I got back from a 'going to fight--turn around--stand down' call and talking to a Special Forces buddy about often getting 'geared up--in the jet--on the way to fight', only to get called back because of some diplomatic solution, I wanted real-world work more often dammit! He said 'be careful what you ask for around here--you might get it! Next thing I know I had a special duty assignment in West Berlin, Germany, the spook capitol of the world. I was mainly responsible for the protection and safe transport of the top Colonel for Berlin G3 Operations and G2 Intelligence Officers on the General's Staff stationed there. I was also a special courier around West Berlin and thru Communist East Germany and to West German, French, and British Allie's. And worked with people in other unit's gathering intel. Real World Stuff 24/7! 110 miles inside a Communist country! The first time I went through Checkpoint Charley for a run thru East Germany, I remember freaking thinking; Russian Military, East German Military, Communist, KGB, STAZI, Spooks, terrorists, 007 cars, exploding briefcases, dissolving documents, concealed weapons, classified info/equipment, car bombs, kidnappings, smoke and mirrors --nothing is as it seems'. what did I get myself into?- Maybe I should have kept my mouth shut and just jumped out of things that fly perfectly fine with 100lbs of things strapped to me that go bang and boom. I better not screw up! Boy was my SF buddy right! Was in Yugoslavia during the war there and throughout Desert Shield, Desert Storm, and Iraq conflict's. Was is East Berlin the night the w...Expand for more