In 1980, I was in the 709th Misl-Maint Company, Ft. Lewis Washington. Never seen anything but HAWK for the last 8 years. The 709th fixed Tow, Schlaile, Dragon, Vulk-Chap and a bunch of other stuff. I had to take over as the platoon Sgt for the black box boys. They were some strange guys. Never a dull moment. About the third week in the shop, I was called over to look at a tow, night sight. To see how it worked. When these buttheads were nice to me, it was time to count your fingers and put your wallet in your shirt pocket. I should have known something was up.
The launcher was under a big piece of canvas, and pointed down a long plywood tunnel, to simulate a night shot. The chief butthead, George Reilly, (with a name like that, what should you expect) explained how it all worked and told me to "give it a shot". A small target appeared in the sight, I aimed, got all ready, and fired. There is a tow simulator device, that sounds just like a tow being fired. It looks like a firecracker, on max steroids. The buttheads had installed it. When it went off, I almost had to go change not only my underwear, but my pants and boots! The entire shop, about 40 guys, got the laugh of their lives. But as Plt Daddy, I had the last laugh! That's another story!!