Around the summer of 1981....after intel-school for the Air Force....I arrived at Barksdale (Louisiana) and one of my five primary duties....was burn-bag handler. So in the back of the vault....we kept this pile stashed away, and about every eight weeks....dragged them all down to the burner in the rear of the building.
It was crappy work (you hated August most of all for the heat). You typically started around 9 AM, and by 11 AM....it was mostly burned, and you were raking ashes to dump. You'd go through two Mountain Dews.
In 84/85....it was mostly a shredding experience.....every 8 weeks....about four hours with two other folks. At some point, the big burn occurred, where we had around 150 bags of plastic crap and they wanted it burned at the Landstuhl medical facility (med-waste).
In Panama, for 86/87/88? We had a half-ass burn unit which worked sometimes....and sometimes not. Two of us would be standing there in the noon-heat.....both sipping a beer or two...until the burn was done.
By 1994, I was noted at a rank where the burn-experience was not required.
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