Got LOTS of sympathy.Got LOTS of sympathy. I'm just glad it was a small bar. I didn't have a lot of laughter to run through getting out of the place. It was about three weeks later when Bill came up to me on a Saturday night and asked if I wanted to hit some bars. I was bored and, of course, ever hopeful Miss Right would be out there and said OK. Since we heading out on a cruise the following Monday, I figured I better get some shore leave in before we shipped out. Bill jokingly said Maybe we'll get you laid tonight. Yeah, right. In a pigs eye. We took off and headed down the strip (every Navy town has one). I was driving my relatively new 68 Skylark; relative since it was 1973 and the car was 'new' to me. Bill said Fuck it, let's try someplace else. Someplace where there aren't a lot of sailors ruining the place. |