monbla256":p96cc5wh said:
. I went home in April of 1970. I remember all the dudes who were in the Army got plane tickets home, but the damn Marine Corps were cheap B******s and gave me a bus ticket home when I got stateside !! :twisted: :twisted:
OMG. I thought for a second there you were saying the Corps gave you a bus ticket home from Nam! THAT wouldn’t have been cheap. :lol:
Note: Classic story. I was released a couple of weeks early from Nam and they sent me through the “going home center” in just two days. There was no time for messages to go home to alert anyone. So I go into SanFrancisco and try to call home from there...no answer. I run to catch my flight home to Portland. Call home...no answer. Take a taxi to our place, knock on the door and strangers answer the Bell. My mom had sold the place a month before, something she had been planning for a long time, and had just moved out the week before. No time for letters to get to me overseas and new phones being installed and set up still. Nice. Some family friends came and got me and took me over to her “new” place...laughing the whole time. I was less than amused. Funny now, not so much then. Wouldn’t be last time a woman tried to lose me![/quote ]
Helluva homecoming for sure !! My father was working the day I got to the bus stop on the hgwy. for my home. Family only had one car so my mother couldn't get me and I got off the bus at noon so I just picked up my duffel and walked the 4 mi to my house !
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