My basic training in San Diego is something I still remember and talk about today. I am 76 years old.
My first liberty from boot camp, my cousin Dautrevil Lee, who was aboard ship at Long Beach, Calif., picked me up at the front gate. We changed into civilian clothes and went to Tijuana, Mexico, which was off limits to recruits in boot camp. I sure hope my chief officer doesn’t find out. I don’t need a court martial.
Never will forget that day.