2009/11/16

In Naval training, have to line up for inspection. I’m in shorts and drinking beer. I realize that everyone else is in uniform. The guy comes up to me, looks me over, says I was at the top of the class. I leave and chat with the others about it.
Driving through a valley park, marveling at the houses on the hill with their beautiful views.

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