It is interesting where some threads take us ! ! !
And the interesting people you meet along the way.....
In the late 60s I was stationed in Alaska on part of our early warning "Dew Line." We were there for a year at a time, some of us had it rougher than others, but the hardest thing I found was the silence, others couldn't handle the isolation and some had to be medically evacuated. We were a couple hundred Air Force personnel guarding against sneak attacks from Comrade Brezhnev's ICBMs and Tupolev bombers, at least at our site.....
We had a two lane bowling alley, an NCO club for various libations, a 50 watt radio station that just relayed/re-broadcast AFRN & AFN radio programs, but like Adrian Cronauer, some of us wanted something other than the canned programs coming out of studios at Elmendorf AFB & Fort Greely, so we started writing to commercial DJs from back home, requesting any duplicate LPs they might have laying around and soon amassed over 500 albums for our own sound library, oh, and we got a free 20 minute call back home once a month.....while I'm pretty sure we didn't have any sound engineers with us, we had enough electronic, communications and cryptographic personnel around that we were able to build our own 5 watt AM radio station and got permission to re-purpose a two man room in the enlisted quarters for a studio...we ended up with some 20 or so guys that wanted to be DJs.....that was my first introduction to sound reduction, gluing sound deadening tiles (similar to holy, dropped ceiling tiles) to the walls & ceiling, but since the buildings up there were steam heated, we had crawl spaces about 4 foot high under them, so we didn't have to worry about frozen pipes or the like, but being wooden buildings, with our crypto room being the only concrete room at our lower site facility, we talked our engineering officer into notifying whoever was running the WEAK-Radio station whenever either of our bulldozers needed to plow snow or move any equipment around the site or up the mountain, to or from top camp, because we could not figure out how to dampen our studio enough to stop our two turntable needles from dancing across records to the rumble of Caterpillar engines when they drove by.....