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Quick story for Veterans Day. It was early, 1970. I was sitting in a bar in Koza, Okinawa, quietly having a drink. Nixon had just marked the beginning of bringing the troops out of Vietnam, most of which were Marines. All at once I looked up and a bunch of Marines came bursting into the bar and one of them sat down beside me and another sat down on the other side. I thought, oh boy, these boys are looking for some fun and I thought I was going to be the fun. One of them kept looking at me and then finally asked if I was in the Air Force. Not backing down I told him yes, my body tensing up. He then hollered at the bar tender and told him that he was buying all the drinks for me, then he looked at me while holding his hand out to shake mine, said "Damn, you guys saved my butt many times with that Operation Archlight". I smiled and said thanks and we enjoyed each other's stories for the rest of the afternoon.
BTW, if there are any Marines here who were stationed at Camp Hansen during that time, it wasn't me. I told them not to do it!