My dad (an AF E-8 nuclear weapons technician) was involved in an "incident" at Incirlik AB,
Adana, Turkey, circa 1960. He was the SRNCO in the unit.
At that time, TAC F-100 units would rotate from US bases to Incirlik for 3-month tours of duty. 24/7, four of the unit's F-100s would be on alert at the end of the runway with pilots aboard and a tactical nuke on board.
The pilots were relieved on a regular basis, but the planes (and their nukes) stayed on alert for several days. FWIW - a oneway sucicide mission if there ever was one.
When the alert planes were replaced, the nukes had to be downloaded and then uploaded to the replacement aircraft (nukes had to be rotated as well, but on a much longer schedule).
My dad's unit (assigned to Incirlik) was responsible for maintaining the nukes, but loading/unloading onto aircraft was the responsibility of the TDY F-100 unit.
One night at 2:00am, my dad was called out to the F-100 alert pad. The local bomb loaders, who were from a unit from Cannon AFB, NM, had
"dropped" a nuke on the tarmac. For reasons I have no clue about, the nuke started making noise, and the loading crew paniced and turned a valve on the nuke. They had armed it - and it REALLY started making a noise - a "tic, tic, tic" noise.
They had armed the nuke and a timer was counting down. The load crew finally got alarmed and called the Command Post, and they called my dad.
My dad arrived on the scene (at 2am +) and had the nuke moved to a a bunker on base. The nuke was armed, but the timer's battery had to drain out before the nuke would be safe. Batteries weren't that great back then, so it didn't take as long as you would think.
FWIW - my dad didn't share this story with me until he had retired 10 years later.
Fast forward to May, 1973. 2Lt Normanag, a weather weenie stationed at Cannon AFB, NM, is being reassigned to Goose Bay, Labrador.
A local moving company shows up at our house to pack up our crap. One of the movers notices all the Turkish stuff in our house (passed down from my parents) and remarks that he was on a TDY from Cannon to Incirlik in 1960. He went on to say he was on a weapons loading crew that dropped a "weapon" during a procedure.
He went on to say some ahole SMSgt came out and really chewed their asses.
That was my dad. True story.
[This message has been edited by NormanAg (edited 1/27/2012 10:46p).]