It was a strange town!




San Diego in the late 40's and 50's was indeed a strange place to be...

Some years ago I was doing some electrical work in the Army/Navy
YMCA in San Diego--sometimes known as the French Embassy...  Anyway,
the job was finished, so I went into one of the washrooms to clean
up a bit and, not incidentally, to look over the crop...

As I was washing my face and hands, I could not help but stare at the
magnificient specimen just two basins away...  He was wearing Marine
green shorts and nothing else.  The shorts left no doubt that what
they partially concealed was magnificient as well...  Naturally
he became aware of my looking at him.  He looked my way, smiled and
said, "Don't cruise me girl, I've got a great big one waiting in my
room!"

I have thought of that encounter for years and dreamed of what might
have been...

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