Guest Post by Unreconstructed
I was raised in a small country town in Louisiana. We hardly ever traveled other than to visit relatives so I never got to see much of the world. Outside the local courthouse there were the recruiting posters for each branch of the armed forces whose offices were located in the inside. The one that I was fixated on every time we passed by was for the Navy. “Join the Navy and See the World” it said. Long lanky sailor in his dress blues on the dock with his sea bag. Old wooden sailing ship in the background. Only goal I ever had in life. Join the Navy and see the world and get the hell out of that small town.
Only problem was I graduated high school at 17 and parents would not sign for me to join. They wanted better for me. I was going to college whether I wanted to or not. I told them they were wasting their money. I told them soon as I turned 18 I was out of there. Long story short, it didn’t work out for me that way. Never got to join the Navy. Never got to see the world. Life just got in the way. First the wife then the kids (not complaining) then next 45 years in the oilfield to support the family and you know the story.
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