After I reenlisted for law enforcement activity (LEA), and after my year on the MP desk; I was assigned as the Civilian Police Liaison for Fort Hood. I helped the supply sergeant order some light bars for the patrol cars, and for my reward, I was allowed to outfit a new Chevy Corsica the way I wanted it. That promise was made by the new Deputy Provost Marshal who didn’t understand the way things were.

   So, being the enterprising young sergeant that I was, and since I represented the Fort Hood Military Police to all of my civilian counter parts in Texas, I felt that I needed a "law enforcement" looking car.

   My assigned vehicle was unmarked, so I needed something to help me stand out when I needed . . . and, I got it.

   One day while returning from Dallas, I was driving to my office and heard a 2nd Armored Division MP patrol call out with a stolen vehicle. The dispatcher called for a cover car, and apparently the post was rocking and nobody responded.

   I called and advised that I was about three miles away but would respond. So, being given the chance to light up my car, I proceeded to respond and assist with the felony stop.

   We conducted the stop, got the bad guy into custody and were waiting for the tow truck when the 89th MP Brigade Commander, Provost Marshal, Deputy Provost Marshal, and the Provost Sergeant Major (SGM Digby, a First Team Vietnam Vet) passed the scene.

   I looked over at the car when the young MP with me saluted (I was in civilian clothes). When I saw SGM Digby in the car, he was looking at me shaking his head. I knew I was in deep trouble when I saw that.

   What did the Commander of the 89th MP Brigade see? The man that hated our law enforcement mission and thought that we should all drive jeeps. Well, when he looked at me standing by my “military” vehicle, he saw that I had no jacket on, and my weapon was clearly visible, and what about my car? Strobes on the reverse lights, the brake lights, the back dash, the front grille, headlights, blinkers, and of course the “Kojack” light on the dash.

   When I got to my office, SGM Digby was in my chair, his feet on my desk, and smoking a cigarette. He hated the Brigade Commander, but hated the ass chewing he had gotten that day even more. From that day and until I left Fort Hood, my nicely equipped car was the Provost Marshall’s (PM) staff car. I drove a white, GMC van for the next six months. Every once in a while I would see the PM driving through the parking lot at the PX or somewhere, and he’d light up that damn car just to spite me. SGT Brian T. "Sergeant Mac" McGlawn, Squad Leader, 1st Squad, 1st Platoon, 410th MP Company, 720th MP Battalion, 89th MP Brigade, May 1989-February1990.