Reader Brian H. sends me this pic and asks: “Seriously, which one is you?”
Seriously, neither could possibly be me:
- I don’t smoke
- I’m not Rhodesian
- I wasn’t drafted till 1977
- They’re holding guns, not a guitar, and finally:
- I’d never wear those little shortie-pants in the African sun; my lily-white skin would burn to a crisp in about half an hour.
But I’m flattered that you think I would have been in the Rhodesian Light Infantry (RLI). Those guys were maniacs.
1977. Was a pretty good year overall from my view point. Or at least looking back on it seems that way. Probably was hell to get through.