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Old 07-11-2017, 07:00 PM
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Anyone here live in the Aitana hotel in 1969 in Madrid before finding permanent housing. We lived there for 80 days before moving to a nice townhouse with pool in Canillejas outside of Madrid. My brothers attended Royal Oaks while I attended school at Torrejon Air Force Base. I have wondered where people are today that we knew. We were there from 1969-71. I was a Cub Scout during that time and remember out pack meetings took place at the US Embassy in Madrid. A lot of great memories from our time living there. We also watched the moon landing at a Spanish neighbors at like 2:30am since we were without a tv the whole time there.
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Old 08-08-2017, 07:26 PM
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I was there in 1968, section 8-6 Torrejon jr. high. I lived at 145 Royal Oaks, if I remember correctly.
There was a bullfighter named Manolete who had a white streak in the center of his black hair and one night while my mom was bleaching hers I kiddingly asked her to give me a streak. Surprisingly she said o.k. and I became known as "the kid with the blonde streak". Not an interesting story, but
I thought it might spark someone's memory. Even at age 63 I can remember Spain like it was yesterday. I became an art major in college and continually reminded my dad he never took us to the Prado. The running joke in the art department was " hey kids, there's the Prado, who wants burgers?"
I remember so many names and faces I wouldn't know where to start. Catpare I remember you. Even went to your birthday party. Hope to hear from anyone who might remember me.
Greg Rodriguez
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Old 08-14-2017, 04:46 PM
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Does anyone remember the gypsy camp near the school? We were told to stay away, but of course, we didn't. I remember walking along a field and cutting through the gypsy camp to get to school. On weekends we would walk to the theater with a big bag of popcorn mom made (to save a few pesetas!). We were there 1976-77, when I was 6 and 7. I won't let my 7 yo cross the street by herself these days, but back then it was perfectly acceptable for us to wander off for hours! Great, albeit now faded, memories of that place.
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Old 09-14-2017, 09:11 PM
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I have, for some reason, (thanks to mother internet, Paul May(or whomever) and the fact that I have lots of spare time on my hands),been thinking about my one year in Madrid a lot lately. I was not a typical military brat & the only other tour I did overseas or anywhere was Germany at the age of 3, so I have 0 memory of that experience. That fascinating tidbit, coupled with the fact that I hated high school and have somehow found a way to delete those years from my memory, has left open a longing to re-live those days that were some of the best in my life. Granted, it was culture shock at first, living most of my life in a small town connected to Ft. Benning, GA, and attending a VERY small Catholic school. I was not prepared for the wildness of Bus 39, and soon realized that if I didn't change buses soon I was about 3rd in line for a welcome ceremony that included a pink belly.
Anyhow, I made friends fast, but one year was just not enough to take in everything that Spain had to offer. I will forego all the reminiscing about the pool, teen club, movie theater complex, etc. for I think we all have those memories intact.
I will say that I'm surprised that in all the web sites that I've perused pertaining to this subject, I've not once seen anyone reference the Beatle concert at either the Plaza de Toros or the Stadium in 1965. My dad was there, having deployed 2 years before the rest of us & despite having the best seat in the house, took the WORST polaroids ever (well,shake it up baby,now). Get it?
In closing, I would like to thank the Spanish gentleman who worked in the record shop at the BX, for stapling my receipt THROUGH the one and only copy of "The Letter" by the Boxtops.
Also, anyone who can tell me what I missed by leaving in 1968, and give me the "dirt" on what would have been my first year of high school, you can email me at gregr34@gmail.com.
Thanks for listening,
Greg Rodriguez 1967-68
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Old 09-22-2017, 05:26 PM
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Default I was at Torrejon High School, too.

Hi there! I graduated from Torrejon High School in 1988. I was part of the last graduating class, I believe. I remember Royal Oaks. It was a beautiful school and I quite enjoyed it. I stayed at the dormitory on the base. I was a "dormie". There were "dormies" (students to lived at the dorm) and "day-sies" (students who didn't live at the dorm). There were some wonderful teachers there!
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Old 09-22-2017, 05:32 PM
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I lived at the dorm at the school. My roommate and I hitch hiked to the gypsy camp one day to ride horses. Remember the hitch hiking benches on the base? They were covered to hikers wouldn't get rained on. That was my first experience riding a horse. It cost 1000 pesetas for an hour. I did fine until a big group gallopped by. The horses were retired from the circus and were trained to synchronize. If one horse gallopped, they ALL gallopped. As an inexperienced rider, this became a scary experience for me! I finally got my mare calmed down. Then at the end of the trail, she had to gallop up a big hill! I started off sitting upright. By the time she got to the top of the hill, I was sliding off sideways, with my feet planted in the stirrups to keep me on. Ha ha! I was scared, but I loved it when the horses were just walking. Years later, I learned that I had to hang on with my LEGS. LOL. I guess I was a slow learner, not having much experience with horses.
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