Graduated H.S. in May...sweating my tail off in a welding shop and glad the draft was ending so I would not be heading to Vietnam......lottery number was 33.

Worst year of my life! I was 5 and loved oranges. Mom bought a whole box from the local FFA kid on a Friday evening, said I could eat all I wanted. Oranges, good for you right? Well, come Monday morning there wasn't a single orange left for Dad's lunch box, and I was one sick puppy. I made myself so sick eating all those oranges I was in my mid-30's before the mere smell of an orange didn't make me sick any more. When I started school the cafeteria had to stop serving orange jellow because I'd puke at the smell of it.

Huntin squirrels in the north Georgia hills as a 16 year old. Got my selective service notice informing me my name was in the hopper.I freaked out thinking it was the actual draft notice.The draft ended before my number got called.

Graduated high school in May. Where did the time go?

Enlisted in the USMC.

10 year old riding bikes, playing baseball and living the good life.

1972

Got drafted and sent to Ft. Ord, then MP school,
and on to Baumholder, W. Germany.

sigonella sicily chasin russian subs and talkin on tha radio in the Navy.

8 years old wearing Sears Toughskin pants that were too short, playing little league ball and often chasing critters with a fiberglass longbow bow and a bb gun.

Three years before my time, but your dad and I were stationed at the same place...Ray Barracks in Friedberg. That's also where Elvis was stationed and he lived in Bad Nauheim which is a small "suburb" of Friedberg. I used to eat at the Elvis A. Presley Dining Facility on post every day.

Just finished my stint as a REMF at Ft. Sill and started going back to school at OU to see if I was on Okie or Texan. I'm a Texan, and I have the food tastes to prove it - chile, Shiner and BBQ

Getting ready to rotate out of Alaska and go to Ft. Hood. Another dumb azz move in my life

Mrs. Condron's second grade class at Throckmorton Elementary School. Actually, it was the only second grade class at Throckmorton Elementary School.

I was 16 and the Rut had been going on for a couple of years and did not stop until I got married at 39

I was in Guam working 12 hrs. a day 6 days a week preflighting and launching B-52's so they could bomb Viet Nam.

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Working in the oilfields around Odessa for $2 an hour while helping my first wife through nursing school. The plan was after she finished and got a job, I would go to college and study engineering. She finished up in 1974 and two weeks later the b***h said I don't love you anymore and left.

Started college using the GI bill after serving fours years at sea. Finally mature enough to make the grades needed to graduate and become a teacher/coach.

13/14 years old depending on time of year, riding motorcycles, spending every minute possible outside usually hunting something, in junior high ... I was already on BB gun number 4 or 5, had a pellet gun, 22 rifle and bought my first shot gun (20 gauge double barrel) and hunting rifle (Savage 99 lever action in 243) with my own money from working in a fruit stand and snowcone stand all summer along with various shredding jobs with my dad's 9N tractor. I still have all the guns except some of the worn out BB guns and the 243 (traded it for a 22-250 bolt when my son was born in '84).

Chasing girls and getting in trouble!

One thing that I wasn’t doing was wearing any of those high heeled sissy-boy shoes...

Didn't know the Elvis connection. Very cool. Thanks for sharing!

10 years old, living life in Lake Highlands.

Bunch of old people here. I was 4.....