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In 1965 I was the property of the USAF and stationed at Keesler AFB in Biloxi, Mississippi. I belonged to the 3399th School Squadron that earned the honor of "Squadron of the Year". We marched well, we dressed well and we did well in tech school. Nobody owned a Porsche, but one dude had a really neat 1964 Corvette Stingray Coupe. I walked a lot, but I still had thoughts of my 9th grade algebra teacher's Porsche. Little did I know....and now, after a couple of gin martinis, I am beginning to hear voices stir from deep within me. Late nighters, stay tuned.
No Gordon, the nickels were wooden back then (no pun intended) and it was well before the zinc/steel pennies. And there were also red cents, although I never really knew what they were all about other than some SOBs weren't worth one according to my mom. Wings were a favorite cigarette and had really cool airplane cards. People saved Raleigh coupons, my dad said for an iron lung and everyone dreaded polio and not Aids. Life was much simpler then, kids got into fights and no one died, birthday parties were fun and did not involve the neighbors calling the police. Police were respected as were your elders. Spanking was allowed, hair brushes and belts optional. Skipping school resulted in a spanking as did any trouble reported from school. I clean out some old drawers a few years ago and threw out some S&H Green stamps, an old Sears catalog, but I couldn't part with my Zippo lighter even though I quit smoking 41 years ago. Found a picture of me and my dad standing in front of our 1949 Plymouth convertible that had a wooden side trim. I still have that penny from the year I was born, it's not as shiny, but neither am I.

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