#16; Slammed In The Head
In 1970, I was the SP4 PLL Clerk for Btry B 2nd Bn 44th ADA (HAWK) at Kunsan.
I usuually went to ASCOM city at PyonTek for general supplies such as tires.
We had an extended duece and a half and had already picked up our radar stuff at our DSP and also a
loader that was fixed. With all this stuff, we had to go over the tracks as you turn off the MSR to go to
ASCOM real slow, giving slickee Boy lots of opportunity. I saw one make off with our jack, right out of
the side box, and another had a case of ethylene glycol (radar antifreeze), which we fervently hoped
they added to their Mak-li.
Anyway, we decided that we had enough. We also had SFC Leyman, who was the Platoon Sgt for the
Loader crew. to check out the loader we picked up. As soon as we departed the gate at ASCOM, I got
out of the cab, grabbed a tire iron that was not stolen, and laid down in the back of the truck, parallell
to the tailgate. The driver went, again, slowly over the tracks. I saw two hands on the tailgate, so I
rose up and smacked slicky boy in the head with the tire iron..
I caught him in the forehead near the right temple. Blood spurted from the blow, and he fell off. The
people standing around laughed at him. I was yelling and waiving the bloody tire iron, " I got him! I got
him! I got Slickeeboy!
Right behind us was a jeep with two ROK Army soldiers in it. One of them pulled a gun and shot the
guy I hit with the tire iron. We kept going so I don't know more than that. There was an SP5 radar
mechanic driving the truck. I can't remember his whole name except that his first name was Jack
and he was from Texas. This happened in June of 1970, when I was getting short as my DEROS date
was Aug 18.
Sp4 William Caloia
B Btry, 2nd BN 44th ADA (Hawk)
1969 - 1970 Kunsan
Slicky Boy Stories
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We've all heard the stories, the theft of almost anything that wasn't tied
down or guarded. And often, things that were tied down and/or guarded still
How would you describe what a slicky boy could do to somebody that had
never heard of them? Well, the best description of their talents I ever heard
was this; 'They can still your radio while you're listening to it, and leave the
"Impossible!", you say, well, don't be so sure! Read the accounts below
before making any judgments about just how good they really were.
I'm gonna start you off with my favorite. When I first arrived in unit
the stories went along with a warning about the slicky boys. And
after hearing this one, all others that followed were just fantasies
that somebody had dreamed up. So I thought!
#1; The Piano
Location Unknown ; It Was Discovered One Morning That The Club Piano Was Missing. A Check At
The Guard Shack At The Main Gate Revealed That No Vehicles Had Enter or Left The Compound That
Night. However, Some Enlisted Men Did Remember Hearing Muffled Sounds Coming From An Area of
The Perimeter Fence. A Further Check Revealed That The Barbed Wire Had Been Cut And Removed
From The Top of The Fence, Thus Fueling Speculation That The Piano Had Been Lifted OVER
THE FENCE And Removed From The Area……!!!!! Imagine That !!
Response#1; The talk of the town in 61/62 was about the Slicky Boys that Took The Piano From The
Officers Club in `C` Troop 1/9th Cav and Hauled It Across The Imjin On An “A” Frame!
THEY WERE GOOD !!
Sp4 Richard Taival
`B` Troop, 1/9th Cav
Response#2; The story of the Slicky Boys and the Piano, I was told, happened in the winter of 1958-9.
I did not see it, but the way it was related was that slicky boys got a piano and a safe from the 1st of
the 9th officers’ club, manhandled it down the bluff and onto the Imjin River, which was iced over.
A guard spotted the group on the ice a good distance out, and shot at them. The slicky boys took off.
There were supposed to be 3-4 of them. Story is it took about a platoon of GIs to get the piano and
safe back across the river.
Curtis A. Pendergraft
15th Medical Bn
TDY, 1st Recon Sqdn, 9th Cav
1st Cav Div
Response#3; I was in the 1st of the 9th Cav in 1964 which was after the theft of the piano. This is
the first time I heard anything about it. I was the house pianist at the HQ Troop officer's club just
above the Freedom Bridge. I was not aware that C Troop had an officers club or a piano, but maybe
that's why I never heard anything about it. One night each week we had to wear blue blazer jackets.
and we always had to wear North Korean field caps while in the club.
HHC 1/9th Cav
1st Cav Div
#2; 3 Man Tent
Three staff sergeants, while in the field, went to sleep one night in a 3 man tent. When they awoke the
next morning, the tent had been stolen!
#3; Circle Your Wagons
One BN, while in the field, decided it would be best to park their trucks in a circle, nose to tail. And as
security they posted walking guards both inside and outside the formation. In the morning, they
discovered that the drive shafts had been removed from a number of the trucks!
A 5ton truck was going down the road when a small car passed it and immediately slowed down to a
walking pace. The frustrated truck driver tried to pass it but the car would not let him. Finally, the
driver looked out his side window only to discover a slicky boy walking alongside trying to steal his
#5; Mickey Mouse Corner
A supply truck, filled with Mickey Mouse Boots, was going through Pobwon-ni. After making the turn at
the 4way and heading out of the village, the driver looked in his mirror. He could see boots flying out of
the back of his truck and the villagers grabbing them and running off.
And thats how Mickey Mouse Corner got it's name!
1Lt Ken Leighty
A Co, 2/72nd Armor
2nd Inf Div, 67/68
#6; Hold Baggage
I was in 2nd Div Band in '68. To help fight boredom, I got my military drivers license. I seemed to hit it
off with our bandmaster (CW4 West) pretty well. He often asked for me when he needed a ride
He asked me once if I wanted to drive a deuce and a half to the depot to pick up our new First
Sergeant's hold baggage. Luckily for me, he and the sergeant decided to ride along. I have no
memory of how long (I think the depot was in Seoul) the trip back to Camp Ross was. As I recall, it
was close to an hour's non-stop drive.
When we got back, FSG Sears went to the back of the truck to get his baggage and found it gone!
Again, the truck never stopped on the way back. I'm sure I'd have been in serious trouble had I been
alone on that ride!
#7; Engine Service
A second event happened when the band went to Seoul City Stadium to play for a baseball
game. We had parked an were still sitting on the bus with the motor running when I heard
a strange noise from the back of the bus. I walked around to the rear and found two young
men with pliers and screw drivers trying to "service" the engine! I'm sure they were just
out for their daily good deed!
2nd Div Band
02-68 - 01-69
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#8; Wrist Watch
When I arrived at Camp Sill some of the older drivers told me, the new guy, to wear my watch on the
right wrist. If the watch was on the left wrist slicky boy would get your watch when you signaled a
left turn. Remember everyone had twist-a-flex bands then. For 16 months I wore my watch on the
right wrist. I also warned new drivers to do the same.
SP/5 Harry “Chaunce” Chambers
HQs Btry 4/76 Arty
1965 - 1967
#9; Wad Of Cash
I was with 24th QM Co, 24th Div/15th QM Co, 1st Cav Div at Munsan-Ni from Sept 1957 to
Nov 1958. Our Compound had a 10 foot high fence, concertina wire on both sides and gun
towers and spot lights all way around. I do not know how they did it but slicky boys still
got in to steal various things during the time I was there.
Interesting fact, the Turkish Compound was the closest Unit to us and all they had was a
little wire about 1 foot off the ground and they had virtually no stealing there as they
would kill them and string them up for all to see.
One week end, a friend and I in the Company went to Seoul for some fun, he had some
american greenback (which was very illegal then) and said he was going to sell them on
the blackmarket. (We were using military script at that time) I told him he could be sent to
Leavenworth for that but he was determined to make a big payday out of it.
He found a slicky boy in downtown Seoul (near the old USO where everyone went) and we
walked down an alley and they negotiated for a while, he had about a hundred bucks and
he was getting like 5 times the value. The slicky boy had a very large wad of Script and
said that it was the correct amount, I warned my Friend to count the money first but he
was so sure he was getting the correct amount he went ahead and exchanged the money
with the boy. As soon as he did that I grabbed the slicky boy, threw him up against a wall
in the alley and told my friend to count the money, he said he was sure it was all there and
to let the guy go. I did, but when he unrolled the large wad of Money, the top couple of bills
were military script and the rest was worthless Korean Won. Needless to say my Friend
was pissed off but then I did try and warn him.
Slicky Boys were everywhere, especially in Seoul, you had to watch very carefully when
walking by one as they could grab something so fast it would make your head swim.
15th QM Co
1st Cav. Div
#10; Trashed Jeep
The Korean Garbage contractor for Camp Red Cloud was stopped at the gate waiting to leave when
an MP jabbed a stick into the load of camp garbage and up popped a long antenna from amongst the
refuse. Further inspection revealed a US jeep complete with radio buried in garbage.
Sgt Bill Hedrick
Camp Red Cloud
I was a passenger on board a Raven Helicopter from the 9th Cav dispatched to sink a
slickey boy boat. The pilot, a veteran at this game, hovered over the boat and began
rocking the chopper side to side. The downwash began rocking the boat, and eventualy
capsizing it, sending the slickey boy and his prized haul into the cold (March) Imjun river.
When slickey boy surfaced his closed fist thrust into the air, screaming "shun da ma ka
sickia!" (sp) He had a long swim to the south shore.
Sp4 Gene Lange
HQ Trp, 9th Cav
1st Cav. Div
Jun 1963-Jul 1964
#12; Tires Go Missing
I spent my T.O.D. north of the DMZ, A Co 2nd Combat Eng Battalion. One time while going
through the village of Chan-pa-re we stopped our 3/4 ton truck to watch a fight in the
street. As I tried to take off again (never leaving the truck) the truck wouldn't move.
Getting out and walking behind the truck I discovered the rear tires were missing and the
truck was on blocks.
SP4 Marvin Bernie
A Co 2nd Eng BN
#13; Slickied Tire
I was in a jeep driving north from Munsan toward Freedom Bridge behind a deuce and a half. Just
before leaving Munsan, a slicky boy jumped up on the running board of the passenger side door of the
deuce and a half. Keeping his head beneath the level of the window, he unfastened the spare tire
secured to the door as the truck slowly rolled, knocked it off the door, jumped down and pushed it off
the road down into the rice paddy. The driver of the truck never saw a thing and it happened so fast,
we couldn't stop the slicky boy.
1LT Bill Greenhut
HHC 2nd BN 23rd Inf
#14; Axles All Gone
I went on a field problem for a few days south of RC1 somewhere. I was with a radio crew
in a duce and a half truck. We had been in the field a few days and had our site circled
with wire and armed guards. We finally got orders to break down and go back to camp. We
packed everything we had up and I got in the truck to leave and it would not move
forward. I got out of it and after inspecting I could see our axles were missing. Even with
guards, the boys got into our site and removed the axles.
Later I heard a Kimchee bus had broken down below us on the road and maybe they
needed some parts? Anyway, we had to wait a few hours to have our mechanics bring and
install new axles that day. I am a firm believer they could steal about anything they
wanted and did all the time.
Sp4 Lynn Zolnoski
B Co 122nd Signal BN
1966 - 1967
#15; "Dispatched" Truck
I was stationed in Korea from Dec 1968 – Dec 1969 as part of USASTRATCOM Co. C LL Bn North. I
worked at the 8th Army Comm center. I was working the mid-shift, 11PM to 11AM one night. We had
a “dispatch” truck that was locked at the rear of the building. The guys who manned the truck were
in a small building at the rear of the comm. Center. One night the truck disappeared never to be seen
again. We always said it was the best slicky boy heist ever
Co C LL BN North
1968 - 1969
#17; Free Jeep Parts
One day, not long after my arrival in the ROK, (and yes I had been briefed on slicky boy), I was down
at the motor pool working and the Motor Sgt instructed me to strip down a jeep (M151A1) that was
going to direct support for a clutch and transmission. It was a nice summer day so I was working
outside in the yard and not in the bay. Well, as I was stripping the top and door panels off the jeep, I
would set them down on the hood of an adjacent jeep which I would use later to run everything over
to the storage hut.
Suddeny I hear a shout from across the yard, "hey slicky boy hancho, what you think you're doing?"
It's the E5 shop foreman hollering then he hollers at me that slicky boy is stealing my jeep panels!
Sure enough, I had not been paying attention and each time I set something on top of the other jeep
and turned back to the jeep I was working on, old papasan, our "garbage man" who rode around the
compound with his "kimche tractor and cart" collecting trash, was so silently grabbing my parts and
putting them into his cart! The shop foreman came runnng over and papasan started apologising
profusely, saying he thought I was throwing the stuff away and had come to help! The shop foreman
says, "yeah yeah, you number ten slicky boy hancho, you know you are supposed to only get trash
out of the trash containers, now get out of here!'
Later that morning I had to endure a dobleteam butt chewing and slicky boy reinforcement lecture
from the Motor sgt and the shop foreman. What a riot! What memories this site conjures up! Thank
Sp Frankie Blea
Power Generator Mechanic
C Battery, 1st BN 2nd ADA
1979 - 1980
Camp Hawkeye (Namyang)
#18; Guards Posted In Tents
Stationed in Yanggu Valley, we had a rash of slicky boys entering the squad tents, making off with
duffle bags & whatever they could quickly grab, unbeknowingly to the sleeping troops, even eluding
the guards posted outside .
To stop the slicky boys, our CO ordered that everyone must serve an hour of guard (out of bed) inside
the tents, throughout the night. Company punishment would be dished out to those who were caught
without an inside guard on duty.
I was in the Sergeant's tent where we each had to pull a one hour stint, well one night our First Sgt.
failed to get up for his hour of guard, guess what ? the slicky boys must have known somehow that
our tent was vulnerable, one entered through a slit made right over a Plt. Sgt's cot, made off with a
duffle & two watches that he handed outside to a slicky buddy, right over the Sgt's sleeping body.
Luckily an outside guard spotted the slickys, he fired a shot at them (missed), the slickys dropped
the duffle bag & ran off, keeping he watches !
Our CO kept his word by having the First Sgt do Company punishment duties for a week !
Moral to this story : "You can't out slick a slicky boy !!"
SFC John Naramore
21st Regt, 24th Taro Div
1954 - 1955
#19; Superman Slickyboy
In the spring of 1960 I was driving a jeep on the highway from Yungdong po to Ascom. I was about
300 feet behind a duce and a half covered with canvas and a curtain over the rear. It was open
country, the road was straight and paved, and we were traveling at least 40 mph.
Suddenly, boxes were being tossed from behind the curtain and into a ditch along side the
highway. When the slicky boy had all he wanted, he climbed over the back gate and hung down from
the top of the gate. Hanging there he started his feet to running on the pavement.
After a while he pushed off from the gate and dropped to the pavement running like a high-speed
machine. He continued running for a couple of seconds behind the truck and then veered off to the
ditch. He never stumbled or fell. I tried to catch the truck and report the incident to the driver but
could not reach his speed. I caught a red light and watched the truck disappear into a congested
area of some vill. Craziest darned thing I ever saw.
I swear, some of those guys must have been supermen.
PFC Doug Goodgame
2nd Battle Group 12th Cav
1st Cav Division 1959-60
During my time in the Orderly Room, a faulty Missile was put on a truck, and a driver, a Sergeant,
and a Lieutenant from our battery maintenance took it to a repair depot. During the trip, the Sergeant
moved from the back of the truck up to the cab with the driver and the Lieutenant.
While they were on a mountain pass, slowly inching around a broken down Korean vehicle, Slick
Boy(s) got in the back of the truck, and stole the Missile. Nobody could ever figure out how they got
that 18 foot long heavy heavy heavy Missile out of the truck without alerting the GI's in the cab.
I remember that the Sergeant was in trouble for leaving his post in the back of the truck, and the
Lieutenant was told he'd have to pay for losing the Missile. The thing was later found dumped in a
rice paddy because Slicky Boy didn't know what to do with it.
Pfc Phil Johnson
D Btry 6th BN 44th ADA
May 1964 - June 1965