I was a squad leader at Lackland A.F.B. in 1973. While stopping traffic so the squad could cross, the T.I., alias Drill Sergeant, got in my face yelling, "Do you have a Texas Driver's License?" I answered, "No." He tried to break me down by getting closer to my face chewing me out for directing without a license. But I responded back very loudly, "Sir,I have a Massachusetts license good for 30 days in the state of Texas." He looked at me puzzled and said, "I like you, boy."

Kevin B. Parsons, Forestville, CA