It's been so long... I spent a few summers in D.C. in the early 70s when he was stationed there. Memory is faded... I seem to remember a blue and white rope on his khaki shirt... he was a Spec 4. (?) When years later I saw what he did at the tomb with the rifle drills, it was hard to believe it was him. It looks almost humanly impossible.
I did get to eat C-rations. Sliced beef, beans and wienies, peanut butter that was like spackling glue, Chicklets, little short packs of Lucky Strikes. The little can opener thingie. Sliced peaches.
D.C. at the time was a rather dangerous place. He lived in Sterling Va. and commuted to D.C.. I loved D.C. and Northern Va in the summmertime. This was 70 to 73, history was in the humid air.
Well, I've rambled on again. Thanks and good vibes! 
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