I was at Redstone Arsenal for nine months, in late ‘66 and early ‘67, learning how to keep Continuous Wave Radar of the HAWK missile system functioning. Trained in repair from component level up. Werner von Braun was there at the time, some distance from my lowly quarters, working on the Saturn V engine. When that big boy was lit up, nothing on the Arsenal stayed still. You could feel it reverberate through your chest, even at a great distance.
Beside the Saturn V, the most outstanding memories I have is the hardest rainstorm I have ever experienced was there, and the biggest, most arrogant and self-assured cockroaches on planet earth call it home. We lived in big quonset huts, a set was two of them joined by a long corridor at one end with bathroom facilities off the corridor. Had nice beds, bunk beds with big thick mattresses. They were chained to the walls with six foot long chains. In the morning, all the beds would be out of place, at the end of their chains. Every morning, they had to be put back in place and lined up again. Took a while to figure it out, but what was happening was four of those ‘roaches would grab a bed, one at each leg and try to carry us off in it. They couldn’t quite break the chains, though.