What is the most memorable thanksgiving that you spent while in the military?

We were served a feast at ft Knox in a huge chow hall, but you could have heard a pin drop. Each of use thinking of home and possibly going to Vietnam

You pogues who write this crap are so tone deaf. How many divorces and Dear Johns do you think happen around the holidays? Effin' clueless

How about the Thanksgiving my significant other left me while I was deployed, because there was no support mechanism

I was stationed in Istanbul, Turkey and I lived on the economy not in the barracks because in 1983 not a lot of women were stationed there. Anyway like i said we lived in apartments in town . some of my Turkish neighbor took me to this outdoor meat market anyway he ordered me a turkey for Thanksgiving. The turkey was delivered to my apartment very early in the morning like 4 am. When i opened the door it was a live turkey and the turkish man i had ordered it from. I was shocked to say the least but my turkish neighbor who took me to the market heard me asking in my broken turk-english. He came out took the turkey away when he came back the turkey was ready to cook and so me and some of my fellow soldiers enjoyed a home cooked American. Thanksgiving dinner.

I think it was '73. Nixon had let gold and the dollar float so instead of getting 3.80 DM for a dollar we were getting half that. It was hardest on young families that didn't get all the benifits that the lifers got. They were all invited to have a holiday meal in the mess hall. It was good to see the kids filling their bellies.

The most memorable for me was In Nov 1965 i was attached to the 2nd Bat of the 173rd Airborne Brigade. We were on an operation called New Life. We were supposed to make a jump into Vo Dat but the locals were selling Jump wings with gold stars at base camp so were made a chopper assault a couple of days early we saw where the bad guys had dug gun emplacements waiting for us to drop in. We Hq company, set up in an abandoned village. I was saving up all the good C rats to share with friends for thanksgiving. I was monitoring the PRC 25 when someone said chow is here. The Brigade brought hot chow out to the field. We had turkey and all the trimmings. It was the first time we had hot chow in the field. It made for the most memorable thanksgiving that I ever experienced.

Although I had been in the Air force for 37 months when I arrived at McConnell AFB in November, 1970, I had never been stationed at what you would call a regular Air Force base. Previously, I had been at a small site in Terre Haute Indiana, and then, Shemya AFS,Alaska in the Aleutian Islands. My new first sergeant was looking for two volunteers for CQ (Charge of Quarters) duty on Thanksgiving Day. I had no idea of what he was talking about and he explained the duties and said that anyone working one of the two Thanksgiving shifts would earn double credit toward future assignments. Seeing that I had nothing to do that day, I agreed to do both. I imagined laying on the sofa in the TV room watching endless football. That turned out just fine. I was told I could appoint anyone I wanted to take over while I went to meals. I couldn't wait to get to Thanksgiving dinner and was about the first to arrive. Unfortunately, the food didn't look all that great. The cook said that the real dinner was still in progress and that I should come back in an hour. He'd hold a spot for me. When i returned, I was overwhelmed by the incredible array of turkey, ham, two kinds of potatoes, endless vegetables, nuts, pies ... you name it. While the dining staff up in Alaska did all they could under the circumstances, i just wasn't prepared for Thanksgiving 1970. Great memories. Thanks. (BTW, when I went back for supper, there were leftovers and they were almost as good as the originals. I must have put on five pounds that day)

I was at Hanscom Field, MA in 1967. A civilian family in Natick invited 3 of us for Thanksgiving dinner. We were early and dinner was going to be late, so we went exploring and ended up at the Battleship Massachusetts in Fall River which was now a museum. Since I was the only one with a uniform on, I got on free and bought a card with my photo (in Air Force uniform) that said I was a battleship sailor. The civilian with us had been in the Navy during WWII and briefed me on saluting the flag coming and going and asking permission to come aboard. I used the Battleship Sailor card later on in Turkey when a new Turkish guard at our radio station asked for a pass. He had no clue what he was looking at, but it was my picture in uniform so it was okay with him.

Thanksgiving 1980, stationed at NAS Millington, TN.
Cut my wrists. Fun, fun, fun times in the military!!!

My worst Thanksgiving was 1989. I was a geographic bachelor with family back home in Arkansas. I had been invited to have Thanksgiving with a family I had been stationed with for three years 15 years earlier. The day before Thanksgiving I had 24 hour duty as Duty Commo onboard ship. Thanksgiving morning I was relieved by the Communications Officer. It was obvious that he had a bit more adult beverages the previous evening. He had me to come to his stateroom to be told that he was going to hit his rack until noon. He told me to report back at 1300 to go over the Communications Plan for the upcoming underway period. I told him of my invitation with friends. His response was basically, "Tango Sierra, remain onboard and have the comm plan ready." It wasn't an urgent requirement at all and ultimately nothing got changed from my draft. The command climate was the worst I encountered during my career.