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I was born in a log cabin and raised by an old mama lion and her cubs...no, wait, that was my sister Simba. I was borne on the wind, raised by the earth and reared by a probing finger. ouch. I was a catholic until college. I soon switched from cat-holic to alka-holic. I was pleased by the difference. The taste and lack of hair in my throat was a welcome and refreshing change. I grew up in Taxachusetts where I was an average student with a better than average chance of becoming nobody. I must say, I surpassed that milestone many times over. I've become a nobody and dropped in stature only to re-become a nobody several times. Thank you.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Letter from Texas

Well, I received my first letter from my son in AF boot camp. It was great to finally hear from him in the mail. Apparently, he's doing fine and has passed his locker/cleaniness bed/making evaluation. As I recall, we had those nearly every day in the Navy, back when they could berate us. Those were the days, my friend. If the CO had a hair across his ass, and he couldn't bounce a quarter off the bed, he'd tear it all off and make us do it again. Not sure how they deal with it these days. I wonder if there are lawyers living off-base to support the "abuse" or "discrimination" lawsuits that the new military surely must generate. Just a thought.