Frank Springer, CTA1 USN Retired, 1958-1980 After graduating from high school in 1958, I looked to the military for a job (and opportunity) simply because employment was not all that robust in Winona, MN in those days. Also, I already had two older brothers in the Navy (a PN and a EM), along with my oldest brother who was a Master Sergeant in the Army (Infantry no less), so the military seemed to be, at the least, a temporary solution to having a job and an opportunity to travel over the hill and see what the world was all about. Like everyone else, I took the battery of tests at NTC San Diego and took my chances. My scholastic record in school was nothing to write home to mother about (I was middle of the road). I ended up being best qualified as a storekeeper, cook, and radarman. I remember telling the classifiers that I wanted to get into the admin field, preferably as a PN. I was informed that the PN rating was "going to be phased out" and that the YN rating was booked solid. The classifier then suggested I take the Communications Technician (CT) rating and enter their admin field. He could shed very little light on what this rating amounted to but put my name in nevertheless. I seem to recall the hardest part of the whole process was completing the infamous DD 398 Form (Personal History Statement). Yeah, the Winona, MN cops and all asked me later why the feds had been in town asking questions about me. They figured I must have been a desperado. I went on to Bainbridge, MD and attended YN/PN Class A school in late 1958. I think 3/4 of my class were guys slated for the CTA field. I vividly recall my introduction to then CTMCS George Thompson in the EMO Shop at NSGA Edzell UK in August 1975. George told me than that he had done time in the admin field so that any kind of smoke screen I might try to set up around him about what I was doing work-wise, he would be able to see through it. We started our four year working relationship on even terms. I always appreciated George's openess and candor. Yup, I did over 22 years in the cryptologic field and never regretted a minute of it. The only regret, if there ever was one, was not being able to serve any time with either of my two older sailor brothers - but then they were sea going sailors and I spent a career being landlocked. Frank Springer CTA1, USN (Ret.) 1958 - 1980