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62nd Special Activities Squadron Chanute Air Force Base Rantoul, IL There’s not a lot of information out there about this unique “SubSquardron” of the 62nd at Chanute Air Force Base, so I decided to write something as a tribute to all those who were part of the 62nd Special Activities Squadron. The mission of Special Activities (Special Acts), was to serve as the “face” of the Air Force to the community. We attended parades, performed at nursing homes, and presented ourselves with honor and pride. My perspective is based on my time there between November 1989 May 1990. Upon arrival at Chanute Air Force Base, fresh from Boot Camp at Lackland AFB in San Antonio, “Newbies” were taken to the 62nd Squadron in order to be dispatched to their various squadrons based on the school they were to attend. But before the other squadron’s student leaders came to retrieve their new students, our Student Training Advisor (STA) Tsgt Willis would enter the room and scan the crowd. “You...you, you and you...stand up and follow me,” said Tsgt Willis, with a stern look on his face and a strong inflection in his voice. At first, you didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

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Memories of my time at Chanute AFB at the One-and-Only 62nd Special Activities Squadron. "Special Acts" as we called it, included the Drum & Bugle Corp, Chorale and Drill Team. I was a Student Leader.

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62nd Special Activities Squadron Chanute Air Force Base 

Rantoul, IL  

                        There’s not a lot of information out there about this unique “Sub­Squardron” of the 62nd at Chanute Air Force Base, so I decided to write something as a tribute to all those who were part of the 62nd Special Activities Squadron.    The mission of Special Activities (Special Acts), was to serve as the “face” of the Air Force to the community.  We attended parades, performed at nursing homes, and presented ourselves with  honor and pride.    My perspective is based on my time there between November 1989 ­ May 1990.    Upon arrival at Chanute Air Force Base, fresh from Boot Camp at Lackland AFB in San Antonio, “Newbies” were taken to the 62nd Squadron in order to be dispatched to their various squadrons based on the school they were to attend.    But before the other squadron’s student leaders came to retrieve their new students, our Student Training Advisor (STA) Tsgt Willis would enter the room and scan the crowd.    “You...you, you and you...stand up and follow me,” said Tsgt Willis, with a stern look on his face and a strong inflection in his voice.  At first, you didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing.  

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Now separated from the rest of the group, he went down the line, “Can you play an instrument?”  If they answered “No,” he asked, “Can you sing?”  If they answered “no,” he said, “OK...you’re on the Drill Team.”  If they could play an instrument, or could sing, they would be placed in the Drum & Bugle Corp or the Chorale.    Immediately, those selected to join the 62nd Special Activities, were in­processed and assigned a roommate.  Basically, We completed transfer paperwork so we could stay.    Within a short time, the other student leaders from squadrons around the base would arrive to pick up their students.  They marched off, immediately under the control of their parent squadron.  It was at that moment, I realized I was in an elite environment, with other elite Airmen.  I was selected to be a Student Leader, a position of tremendous responsibility and authority. In our squadron, we “ran the show.”  We maintained accountability to Tsgt Willis and things ran like clockwork.  Comradery was high, and our squadron was proud to represent the Air Force everywhere we went.  We knew we were held to a higher standard.  Members of Special Acts had base privileges others didn’t.  We could “straggle,” which meant we could move around the base in pairs rather than having to march with the group back to the squadron for lunch then back to school.   The base commander liked coming by and checking in on us.  We were always professional and knew our role.  But staying in Special Acts wasn’t a guarantee.  Our standards were higher than the others.  We had to maintain 80+ averages in classroom and student leaders had to maintain 90+ averages.  I remember our evenings were quite different than others on base.  When school was finished, most others on base could do what they wanted, within reason.  They went to the movies, went to the club, hung out in the dayroom, watched television, etc.  In Special Acts, we practiced our crafts.  The Drum & Bugle Corp would practice in the band hall.  The Chorale would sing away in their rehearsal room.  The Drill Team would spend hours refining their skills and precision.    After our practice, we had to study.  No one wanted to be kicked out of Special Activities.  It was a special place, and making the grade was our #1 priority.  I remember going to parades, lining up in our Dress Uniforms with ascots, berets and white laced combat boots shined to a high polish.  We were so sharp, we would slice through the 

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Illinois air and our heels would dig in and thump as we displayed military precision and discipline.  The bus rides were incredible.  I remember the Chorale members would showcase some skill and somewhat compete against each other.  One would hit a note, hold it and the bus would erupt.    Good times.  To all the Airmen who went through Chanute AFB, and experienced life in the 62nd Special Activities, congratulations.  You were one of the Air Force’s best!    If anyone has photos, stories or memories of their time at the 62nd Special Activities Squadron, please share them.