"They Now Guard Where Hawks Soar!"

This Page Is Dedicated

To The Sentry Dogs,

Of Hahn Air Base, West Germany.

Those Gallant Warriors,

Who Watched Over

And Protected Us.

May They All Have Eternal Rest.

We Are Grateful.

"K-9...Guardians Of The Night"

Trust in me my friend for I am your most loyal comrade. I will protect you with my last breath.

When all others have left you and the loneliness of the night closes in, I will be at your side.

Together we will conquer all obstacles and search out those who might wish harm to others.

All I ask of you is your compassion, the caring touch of your hands. It is for you that I will unselfishly give my life, and spend my nights unrested.

Although our working days together may be marked by the passing of the seasons, know that each day by your side is my reward.

My days are measured by the coming and going of your footsteps. I anticipate them at every opening of the door.

You are the voice of caring when I am ill. The voice of authority when I've done wrong. Do not chastise me unduly, for I am your right arm, the sword at your side.

I attempt to do only what you bid of me. I seek only to please you and remain in your favor.

Together you and I will experience a bond only others like us will understand. When outsiders see us together, their envy will be measured by their disdain.

I will not quietly listen to you and pass no judgement, nor will your spoken words be repeated. I will remain ever silent, ever vigilant, and ever loyal.

And when our time together is done and you move on in the world, remember me with kind thoughts and tales.

For a time we were unbeatable, nothing passed among us undetected.

If we should meet again on another street, I will gladly take up your fight,

I am a Air Force Sentry Dog and together we are the "Guardians of the Night."

Author Unknown

A Final Look...

On January 17th, 1964, I lefted Hahn Air Base for the last time ...I was going back to the "real world," and to my family, who I hadn't seen in three long years.

Days earlier I had said my goodbyes to Art Brunig, and the few remaining friends I still had in the K9 Section; most of the guys I knew and worked with, had left way before me...I was the last from the original Flight 3 from '61 to leave.

And Arras had a new handler, and was back working posts, so I knew he was happy. Unfortunately ever since I had became a Flight Leader, Arras was used only for back-up, and that didn't happen often, so most of the time Arras was left at the kennels, growing fat, lazy and lonesome.

As we drove out Hahn's main gate that morning, I don't think I even looked back ...over the past years there have been a few times, a event would come to mind or a face would pop up but this website was really the first real look back at my time in the U.S. Air Force or at Hahn...and we hoped that you enjoyed the glance back, as much as I have!

And not to get to philosophical,  it's funny, how some events in a person's life effects them their entire life, sometimes with out them even knowing it; for me, the Air Force, Hahn, being a K-9 handler and the people I knew was one of life's milestones that helped to shape the rest of my life, and made me realize, that I really like dogs better than I do most people!  lol

Today, this puppy even misses Hahn's weather....well, almost.

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