Today at Hippie Hill in Tennessee I met this fella (pictured), who was actually born in England, but moved to California as a child:
“I enlisted in the U. S. Marine Corps at the age of 17 with the idea of going to Vietnam to help my friends,” he told me as he got serious. Then he smiled and said, “Little did I know, the Marines had different plans for me… I never went to Vietnam.” He was sent to Japan where he began his education, paid for by Uncle Sam. He eventually became a Flight Controller and once out of the Corps, he went on to be a stockbroker. No, you would never guess that by looking at him. To me, that was the cool part.