After I got back to the "STATES," I spent a two-week leave in Los Angeles, my home of record. I bought a brand new BSA motorcycle and fitted it with a rear fender rack to get ready to ride to Ft. Bliss to my next assignment. (As if a BSA could have made it that far, but I was young). When my time was up, I called a number in DC to get an extension. He told me the unit I was supposed to report to had disbanded and where did I want to be stationed. Best I could come up with was Ft. Ord as that was about 400 miles from me. He asked me, "How about Ft. Mac?" I didn't know where that was but it was right there in Los Angeles. So I spent my last 15 months close to home working at missle sites around the L.A. Basin.