Sights & Scenes of My Life During 1965-1968 in Germany During The Cold War

I, Patrick Roy,  was born in Waterville, Maine, in 1947. This book, Memoirs of My Army Days During The Cold War 1965 Through 1968, tells readers about the day-to-day life of a soldier stationed in West Germany, on duty and off duty.

This is where my book takes you: back in time, through my Army experience as an 18-year-old, I entered the A

I, Patrick Roy,  was born in Waterville, Maine, in 1947. This book, Memoirs of My Army Days During The Cold War 1965 Through 1968, tells readers about the day-to-day life of a soldier stationed in West Germany, on duty and off duty.

This is where my book takes you: back in time, through my Army experience as an 18-year-old, I entered the Army directly after graduating from high school...much to my mother's frustrations. I started with training in New Jersey, went to Louisiana,  and then across the Atlantic to Germany.  I guve readers a firsthand, day-to-day account of the life of a soldier during the Cold War. I recount humor-filled and extracurricular events in addition to the strict and severe command of the Army rules. 

Most notable, however, is all of the shenanigans I and other soldiers in my company would get up to. Each chapter chronicles a different phase of training, a memorable event, or a new location where duty brought them. The book reveals themes of curiosity, fun, and, of course, if you can imagine being in the mind of a 19-year-old man in the army: girls. "There's much humor and no politics involved."

I also traveled to other countries besides England, including a few trips to the Netherlands (Amsterdam) and the beaches on the North Sea.  I visited many places of interest and even took a hike up the Alps in southern Germany.

The ink from "Memoirs of My Army Days During The Cold War 1965 Through 1968" may still be drying, but pen already dances in anticipation of the stories yet untold. Leaving the Army in '68 was just the prologue. The rest of the play, from bustling streets to quiet contemplation, waits in the wings, eager to take the stage.

There will be cha

The ink from "Memoirs of My Army Days During The Cold War 1965 Through 1968" may still be drying, but pen already dances in anticipation of the stories yet untold. Leaving the Army in '68 was just the prologue. The rest of the play, from bustling streets to quiet contemplation, waits in the wings, eager to take the stage.

There will be chapters on navigating unfamiliar landscapes, both geographical and emotional. Some pages will crackle with the energy of new beginnings, others hum with the wisdom gleaned from weathered roads. Love, loss, laughter, and tears will find their place, woven into tapestries rich with the colors of experience.

The years haven't been mere passage of time; they've been brushstrokes on a vast canvas, each stroke shaping who I am and what I have to offer. So grab a seat, dear reader, for the journey continues. The next chapters promise both familiar voices and whispers yet unheard, all echoing the refrain of a life lived in full measure. Stay tuned, the curtain's about to rise.

From the bottom of my heart, I want to extend a warm thank you to every single person who has taken the time to check out my webpage and delve into the stories I shared in "Memoirs of My Army Days During the Cold War 1965 Through 1968." Your curiosity and interest mean the world to me. Again Thank you!

For those who have already chosen to 

From the bottom of my heart, I want to extend a warm thank you to every single person who has taken the time to check out my webpage and delve into the stories I shared in "Memoirs of My Army Days During the Cold War 1965 Through 1968." Your curiosity and interest mean the world to me. Again Thank you!

For those who have already chosen to purchase my book, your support goes beyond mere words. You've entrusted me with sharing a piece of my personal history, and your belief in the value of my experiences truly humbles me. I hope you find the pages packed with evocative memories, gripping historical context, and perhaps even a spark of recognition in your own journeys.

And to those who are considering joining me on this literary adventure, I encourage you to take the leap. These were pivotal years in my life and in the course of history, and I've poured my heart and soul into crafting a narrative that is both personal and informative. Whether you're a history buff, a military enthusiast, or simply someone intrigued by the human experience, I believe there's something in these pages for you.

Thank you again, to each and every one of you. Your engagement in my story fuels my passion to keep sharing, keep learning, and keep connecting. Remember, every click, every purchase, every conversation fuels the flame of remembrance and understanding. May the stories of our past continue to illuminate the path forward.

Warmly,

Patrick Roy