Early in the year finishing 1st grade in England, UK.... then on the SS United States, battling seas that were so large the screws were coming out of the water, then West Central Florida............. 7 years old.
the boat ride I remember.......
one moment I will never forget:
Brother and I were alone in a stateroom jumping from one bed to the other, making a ruckus, a cabin attendant came into the room, picked up the phone and she said loudly 'Captain, Captain stop the ship'
I was scared chitless, at dinner asked dad if we had slowed down, he said 'we might be going a little slower'................ chitless again!!!!!
Trying to not get drafted into the army and sent to Vietnam. Volunteered for the AF and they rejected me. Then spent the next year trying to find a job when guys with wives and kids were hard pressed to find a job pumping gas .Finally went to work in a greenhouse/nursery $20/week 6 days a week, dawn to dusk.
I was bound and determined to not go to work in the coal mines.
Checking into some vacation cabins on Mullet Lake Mich. Remembered as my uncle had a new 62 Impala & my family was still riding in a 57 Belair. Funny things for a kid to remember.
Junior year of high school, spent most of my school time in the Principal,s office. I asked him why, he told me, your either planned it, done it or know who did. Stressful times, forced me to drink all the cheap beer I could afford. GW
I was 9 going on 10 in Northern BC . We were just getting wound up for a lifetime of fishing trips, fighting and a whole lot of unforgettable memories . We used to sneak into the show on Friday evening using 1/2 of a used ticket discarded on the ground.
The Guns of Navarone , Phsyco , The Victors saw em' all for free.
Helping to gather wood for a camp fire on the river with dad and some of his buddies . Dipping spawning suckers running the creeks . Man those fish eggs were some kind of good , not to mention the suckers were like salmon cakes , some good eating in those days . Haven't seen anybody dip net fish in a long time . Don't think they even run the creeks anymore . Will have to look into it and see what happened to that . Kenneth
Just a kid at Otis AFB, MA. My dad was on EC-121's "Warning Star" ; the predecessor to E-3's. I used to watch those loud old planes lumber into the sky as they passed right near base housing; there were a few didn't come back as they dropped into the Atlantic Ocean. As things heated up in Cuba, they were lots of missions and then he was sent TDY to McCoy AFB, FL to be closer to Cuba (more time on station). I remember his flight gear(B4 bag) sitting by the front door, my mom and I taking him to the flight line for the preflight briefing and later see them take off. Yes, I do remember 1962.
8th grade in "62 ..My first real summer job at a small municipal airport South of Wheeling WV...Mostly field maintenance, FOD, mowing and hangar gofer..Earned enough to pay for some gas to go flying on occasion and bought my first 220 Swift for whistle pigs..
I was a 12 year old kid, living in a logging camp at Cold Springs Creek,on the north fork of the Clearwater river, in Idaho. Everyday, the question was the same; where to fish today? Good times for a kid. GD
Just moved to north Utah that year. My father was transferred to a defense contractor rocket factory. Started 5th grade. Had to fight the worst bully at my new Mormon dominated elementary school the first day. Luckily for me I didn't know he couldn't be whipped and he was hollering for mercy in about 2 minutes. At least I wasn't picked on the next couple of years there, just kind of shunned as a gentile. I did get elected class sheriff after 3 tied ballots. Beat a Mormon girl.
From Lewis Grizzard's I Haven't Understood Anything Since 1962...:
"I had a handle on things in 1962...I'd never heard of Vietnam in 1962...I didn't know that eating fried foods was bad for me...Arnold Palmer was still winning golf tournaments...Sandy Koufax was still pitching for the Dodgers...I had a pretty blond girlfriend...The best thing on television was 'Gunsmoke'...Miss Kitty was a good businessperson, but she wasn't pushy and could accept a compliment from a man without charging him with sexual harassment...I slept well in 1962...But the very next year, somebody shot the President...Then the Beatles came...Then all hell broke loose..."
Hmm, 1962? I was in the U.S.A.F. stuck at Nellis AFB in Las Vegas. Worst place they could have stuck me. Even ugly chicks were hard to get unless you had money and in 62, an E2 didn't have much money. Ended up with a girl who said she was 19. Had an accident and got married. Turned out she's lied about her age and it was get married or go to jail. I got married. That lasted all of 5 years, Didn't see her again until last year when my granddaughter got married. The ex had turned onto shapeless blob and looked like Jabba the Hut. Guess I could call that my great escape. The only good part of duty at Nellis was the TDY at Indian Springs, just a short drive to Lathrop Wells on payday. Did one three moth tour at Springs in 62 and another in 63 just before I got shipped out to Korea. Life got real interesting after that. Paul B.
In 62 I was 16 yrs old, in high school without a care in the world. Viet Nam was not a thought and I had probably never heard of it. Four years later I was there!