Our vehicles were repaired and maintained indoors. That included our recreational vehicles, four of which were jeeps painted red, yellow, green and blue. The wall on the other side of the orange tanker separated the motor pool from the personnel door that was the main entrance to the building. The jacket on the chair probably belonged to the NCOIC, Technical Sergeant Sipe. I was very impressed with his ability to repair so many different kinds of vehicles. His skills were a most valuable commodity at such a remote location. The overhead doors to the outside and dock were to the right, but unseen in this photo. When I first arrived at Cold Bay, I was brought here to the motor pool and told that if I wanted to drive any of the four jeeps, I would be required to join the "jeep club." It was made clear that meant I would be expected to perform maintenance on the jeeps along with the other airmen in the club. I remember thinking "OK, no RHIP (rank has its privilege) here!" Fortunately, that was fine with me. I drove and rode in those jeeps over much of the Cold Bay area.

Forgive me, but I must tell this story about what happened a couple of months ago. I was looking to buy a 4WD vehicle and visited a jeep dealer. As he was explaining the virtues of a Grand Cherokee, I interjected, "I suppose I won't have to get out and lock-in the front wheels for 4WD, will I?" Then I smiled and told him about our 50's vintage jeeps in Alaska. We both chuckled. He was old enough to remember.