The first outing to the Base Exchange snack bar during Air Force basic training.

Four guys sat at a table sipping Cokes–singing falsetto at the top of their lungs to the Supremes and Diana Ross’s “Some Day We’ll Be Together,”

I didn’t have a girlfriend left behind.

It still felt good.  It felt like freedom.



Author: warturoadam77p

70 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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