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All of the land-lines for telephone and Telix terminated in this tent. A lot of fretting was done over the obvious fact that a single artillery round dropped on this tent would isolate the 15th Infantry Regimental Headquarters from the rest of the world.  The task of moving all those lines was too large so it stayed where it was.

This bunker was the first home I had after the division moved into combat. It was warm, cozy, and came with a pompous Career Army Captain in the Artillery.  He claimed to be a poet, and I questioned anyone in the Regular Army being capable of that.  I was moved to my little private tent shortly afterwards.

A colored smoke grenade was set off in the parade ground to guide some big brass in for a medal giving ceremony.   The brass arrived by helicopter.

And the ceremony went off with the big brass passing out the medals.  Immediately after the ceremony, the brass got in their helicopter and left for the rear.

Full parade complete with a band at left. Sort of weird watching this pomp and ceremony with people standing in the snow.  I guess the medals make war and its miseries OK.  You can see the motor pool tents in the background.

Meanwhile, back at the front ...  This is the 3rd Infantry Battalion  C.P. (Command Post).  The bunker to the left is the Headquarters Company bunker, the one to the right is operations.  Medics are just out of the picture to the right -- you can just see the back of an ambulance.

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