This is my dad some forty-odd years ago. It was taken in Texas, where he was stationed before being shipped off to Vietnam. He was in signal corps.
To him and all the others who've Fought the Good Fight, from Flanders Fields to Fallujah, thank you.
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It has to be someone else. There is no moustache.
You're probably right. I feel the same way about pictures of *me* when I was a kid.
No moustache?
Exactly. That's the Z side of the family rearing its ugly head.
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