In The Navy...
In the navy
Yes, you can sail the seven seas...
OK, I was never much of a Village People fan. Plus, I only made it two of the seven seas, the Atlantic and the Mediterranean. (Are there really seven seas? I kinda hope so; if not, those salad dressing folks could get sued for false advertising, couldn't they?)
Anyway, not long ago, I was going through old boxes of stuff and stumbled across this treasure: a Navy photo of yours truly, circa 1982.
Handsome cuss, wasn't I?
posted by Jim McKee at 1:01 AM
17 Comments:
You know, I always seem to leave your blog with a song stuck in my head, lol. Love the picture, btw.
I was 4 years old in 1982! LOL
My b/c is a computer guy of sorts as well! :)
Now you've got me humming "In The Navy."
Go Navy! Great pic.
My grandfather was in the Navy in WWII, but his ship never left dry-dock in NJ. The most action he saw was when he (drunkenly?) fell down the elevator shaft aboard the ship.
My pop was in the Navy during Vietnam. CPO USS Coontz.
His picture is equally swell. I am so NOT digging up a picture of me from '82. That was my awkward braces laden phase.
Nice picture, but you have hair, wasnt a crew cut mandatory?
Crew cuts were only mandatory in Boot Camp. At the point at which this pic was taken, I'd been in 2-1/2 yrs already.
FORGIVE this long comment ahead of time...
At a previous job in management, I broke my hand on the job. Worker's Comp required I do some light duty in order to keep pay. I had to sort buttons in the wardrobe dept. of the casino. Literally I had a Sparklett's bottle of buttons to sort.
On my first day with a cast, not able to do a lot...a Mexican wardrobe dude managed to steal the wallet out of my purse in literally 5 minutes of time before I was told where to keep it.
No money was in it, (I SWEAR the only money was a few Pesos left in the change part from a recent trip to Mexico...fitting huh?)
My worry was the Navy photo of my father that had lived in that wallet for many years. I don't know if you believe in karma or not... but this is truly a story that still causes the hair on my arms to stand. Also... a woman's purse can be a myriad of abyss.
I KNEW my Dad's Navy photo was gone. Hubby consoled me when I cried. Much to my dismay, or disbelief, or whatever you call it... many months later when cleaning out (dumping out) this large bag and all of it's junk...
My Dad's Navy photo fell out of the mix onto the floor. I cried again, and will NEVER be able to explain how it ever left the photo folder in my wallet. Some Navy things just can't be taken away.
Malinda, that's a great story, and no worries about long comments, OK?
Look at you all '80's feathered hair and stuff! lol
Thanks for sharing.
My dad was in the Philippine Navy. So, was an ex of mine. In fact, a lot of my male friends were in the navy at some point.
PW, I will comment on your comment in 2 different ways.
I served with several men from the Philippines (in the U.S. Navy, I mean). I was a payroll clerk; in the Navy, many foreign nationals tended to gravitate towards the service jobs (probably a throwback to the old days when that was all they were allowed to do).
My cousin served in the German army... which seems weird until you learn that he's a German citizen.
Look at you in your full on RED hair!!! LOL ;o)
in 1982 I was in 6th grade, had braces and the THICKEST glasses in the whole school. ;o)LOL ;o)
I never had red hair... it's blond... but sometimes it would have a reddish tone to it (maybe cuz my mom was a redhead, maybe cuz I spent more time in the sun, who knows?).
wow! i was in jr high in 1982...no high school...oh i was some age much younger than today back then.
seems so long ago!!
cool picture (-:
I was six in 1982.
Anyway....;)
Wow, it really does look like you had red hair!
Love the hair!
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