I can tell Fort Riley stories for days and days.
I was there as a Boy Scout in ‘62, with the Kansas Army Guard about five times in the 70s, then in the 2000 - 2012 I bid on about a dozen projects there and built about nine buildings and two and a half miles of concrete tank road.
I’ve been in field biv on the bluff above Funston (marshaling area where the Spanish Influenza may have started) and then got hit by a microburst and then a tornado on the same night.
I’ve had my Duece-and-Half charged by a buffalo and I have set an acre of prairie on fire.
On Riley I have seen great military projects and fiascos beyond understanding. One of my competitors screwed up the small airfield historic runway so bad they had to take it out of service for over two years. Another finished a building over a year late. A year!
Staying near there I met Mikhail Gorbachev and helped him get into his hotel room he was locked out of one evening.
I had dinner with Frank White the Gold Glove Second Baseman for the Royals.
In a unit field exercise at Riley, a simulated gas attack with smoke grenades turned into a grass fire that was quite destructive.
Ring a bell?