JC Cooper

Profile Updated: April 29, 2013
Residing In: Eagle Lake, TX USA
Spouse/Partner: DeAnne
Occupation: Retired
Children: Son:Stormy Cooper, bass player for the RogerCreager Band and owner of SC Media, Houston, Texas, born More…1976, wife Allyson

Daughter: Sundown Cooper, accountant for Pecan Grove, Richmond, Texas, born 1975
Military Service: United States Air Force  
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USAF/CIA/OSI -- Peshawar, Pakistan 1962
Altus AFB (SAC) 1963
Ernest Harmon AFB Stephenville Newfoundland 1964-1965
Warner Robbins AFB 1966
Grenier Field, Manchester NH 1966
56th Air Commando Wing Vietnam/Laos/Cambodia/Thailand 1967 -1968
Civilian Insurance Adjuster and student at University of Houston 5/1968 12/1973
Exec Vice President Jones & Company Inc 1973
Owner Texas Realty Inc 1973-1975
Owner of several night clubs from 1973 to 1980
Founder and President of Realty Aids of Houston Inc (a sign company that manufactured and installed Century 21, Coldwell Banker, Realty World and Red Carpet signs in South Texas and Louisana) 1978 - 1989
General Manager of Davis Pontiac, Cadillac, GMC 1989 - 1994
General Manager of Lake Motors, Chevrolet, Oldsmobile, Cadillac 1994 - 1996
Retired 1996 - present
Lead singer and band leader of JC & The Moonshine Band from 1974 to 1990.

Military service funny Story:

Two stories that have remained in my mind as funny incidents during my military service. First, during my tour in Peshawar, Pakistan we were spying on the Russians missle testing. We intercepted morse code transmissions. For fun, every once in awhile two or three of us would start sending code that we knew the Russians had decyphered. We would send messages that would make it seem like we had been dropped into Russia and were setting up outposts in the territory near a known missle launch site. We would then laugh our butts off listening to the Ruskies trying to find us. But the funniest of all was one time when one of them reported back to his command HQ that they had found us and killed us.

In the Vietnam war our outfit had gotten shot up so bad in Pleiku that they moved us to Nakon Phanom, Thailand. We were pretty much restricted to base but another op and I finagled a civi bus driver to hide us and we went to town and rented a room in a hotel so that we could sneak off base every once in awhile a do a little partying. There was a little beer joint type thing about a mile off the base. The town was 22 miles away. So, we could ride the bus to the beer joint and back but we had to wear our uniforms. The reason for that was because if the Thai police caught you in town in uniform then knew you were not supposed to be there so they arrested you and it cost the base $100.00 in American money to get you back and you were in big, big trouble. Well, one night the NCO club had an all girl band from the Phillipines performing there. I was feeling pretty good and I got up and sang a song or two. On a break the girls came and sat with me. I asked them where they were staying and voila, guess where? So I decided I would continue the party at our place. At closing time I went to find the bus driver that usually snuk us off base but he wasn't there. So, I asked one of the others if he would sneak me off base for 5 dollars. He told me he would but I would have to ride on top of the bus as there was only two Thai workers going back. Not enough to hide under. So, I had the most harrowing 22 mile ride of my life but I finally made it to the hotel about 2AM. I found out which room the girls were in and we partied most of the night. The trick to getting back on base was to not take the first bus because the guards at the gate would know you had been out all night. Well, I was in uniform. Uh oh. So, I called the house boy up and told him to round me up some clothes. He brought me one of those dang little black pajama suits. Short, short pants and a slip over silk shirt. So, I took off my fatigues and put on the pajamas, went out and caught the second bus back to the base. When we got to the gate, the bus stopped as usual, a guard got on and started walking the aisle. There were about 30 people on a 40 passenger bus. When the guard got to me (dummy sitting on the aisle seat) he stopped and asked if I was okay. I assured him I was fine. He walked on to the back of the bus and when he came back he stopped again and asked me if I was sure I was alright and I told him I was just fine. He kinda laughed and went on. Well when I got back to my hootch I looked in the mirror and saw why the guard was so concerned and I burst out laughing as I stood there in a black, silk pajama suit with shorts so short you could just about see my privates. They really looked funny with my military combat jump boots. I guess the guard was so amused he just couldn't take me in.

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Apr 13, 2017 at 7:33 PM

It's been about 5 years now since the passing of a good friend, Earl Rogers. I miss him everytime I pass by the Dairy Queen. If the tables in that place could talk. I followed Earl as Quartermaster of the local VFW and he took his time teaching me the ropes. He was not ever in a rush to just get through with it. He was thorough and made sure I understood every little intricacy before we moved on to the next topic. Miss you Earl. You were truly one of the good guys.

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Posted: Dec 17, 2013 at 12:28 AM
Basic training for me consisted mostly of KP and latrine duty.
Posted: Dec 17, 2013 at 12:28 AM
Somehow I made it and was assigned to spy training at Kessler AFB, Miss. Home on leave in Dallas and after a few nights on the town, I really didn't want to go.
Posted: Dec 17, 2013 at 12:28 AM
Back home in Big D after completing 6 months of spy training. Somehow I graduated 1st in my class and was supposed to get to choose my next assignment. When I went in to inform the commander of my choice he said "Cooper, you've chosen Peshawar, Pakistan, have a nice trip.
Posted: Dec 17, 2013 at 12:28 AM
Spy training in Biloxi, Miss. I successfully spied a number of really good looking bikinis. I was told that was not part of the curriculum. I wonder if that's why I chose Pakistan.
Posted: Dec 17, 2013 at 12:28 AM
Home on leave before heading off to Vietnam. I really didn't think I would come back.