I learned so much there. knots and other things.
Wisk.
Square knots and clipboards...on bicycles.
It was a square deal and I full-filled my end of the bargain.
Now, I can't stomach the idea of ever visiting California.
Maybe it was the three years of living in Hollywood, hanging on to my neighbor and schoolmate chum, Randy Quaid.
I wanted it, asked him for a cut in the line...and I can't blame him if I didn't have any talent and turned to jello in front of a audience. (We did comedy at Bellaire High School in Houston.)
Anywho, Company 659, Chief Cloud was our CC and he was alright.
We came in second at graduation, amongst a full field, and I was fifth squad leader, 55 pounds lighter than when I arrived there on 18 September 1968.
Well, it's just great to hear from someone who was there.
Best Regards,
Battlegearboat