tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post115682819096798179..comments2011-10-17T22:43:19.368-04:00Jim McKeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1157241336015337822006-09-02T19:55:00.000-04:002006-09-02T19:55:00.000-04:00Love the hair!Peterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01831051631244852345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1157037699462070752006-08-31T11:21:00.000-04:002006-08-31T11:21:00.000-04:00I was six in 1982. <BR/><BR/>Anyway....;)<BR/><BR/>Wow, it really does look like you had red hair!Paperback Writerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17788838869008502014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156980036290139072006-08-30T19:20:00.000-04:002006-08-30T19:20:00.000-04:00wow! i was in jr high in 1982...no high school...oh i was some age much younger than today back then.<BR/><BR/>seems so long ago!!<BR/><BR/>cool picture (-:Mhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10753777348163655324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156958042161249252006-08-30T13:14:00.000-04:002006-08-30T13:14:00.000-04:00I never had red hair... it's blond... but sometimes it would have a reddish tone to it (maybe cuz my mom was a redhead, maybe cuz I spent more time in the sun, who knows?).Jim McKeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156957518996546562006-08-30T13:05:00.000-04:002006-08-30T13:05:00.000-04:00Look at you in your full on RED hair!!! LOL ;o)<BR/><BR/>in 1982 I was in 6th grade, had braces and the THICKEST glasses in the whole school. ;o)LOL ;o)Superstarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09963050341967164929noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156947693462040352006-08-30T10:21:00.000-04:002006-08-30T10:21:00.000-04:00PW, I will comment on your comment in 2 different ways.<BR/><BR/>I served with several men from the Philippines (in the U.S. Navy, I mean). I was a payroll clerk; in the Navy, many foreign nationals tended to gravitate towards the service jobs (probably a throwback to the old days when that was all they were allowed to do).<BR/><BR/>My cousin served in the German army... which seems weird until you learn that he's a German citizen.Jim McKeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156946620273580822006-08-30T10:03:00.000-04:002006-08-30T10:03:00.000-04:00My dad was in the Philippine Navy. So, was an ex of mine. In fact, a lot of my male friends were in the navy at some point.Paperback Writerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17788838869008502014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156940094249410622006-08-30T08:14:00.000-04:002006-08-30T08:14:00.000-04:00Look at you all '80's feathered hair and stuff! lol<BR/><BR/>Thanks for sharing.Christina_the_wenchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05598553041985465271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156918785013232732006-08-30T02:19:00.000-04:002006-08-30T02:19:00.000-04:00Malinda, that's a great story, and no worries about long comments, OK?Jim McKeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156916064121536202006-08-30T01:34:00.000-04:002006-08-30T01:34:00.000-04:00FORGIVE this long comment ahead of time...<BR/><BR/>At a previous job in management, I broke my hand on the job. Worker's Comp required I do some light duty in order to keep pay. I had to sort buttons in the wardrobe dept. of the casino. Literally I had a Sparklett's bottle of buttons to sort.<BR/><BR/>On my first day with a cast, not able to do a lot...a Mexican wardrobe dude managed to steal the wallet out of my purse in literally 5 minutes of time before I was told where to keep it.<BR/><BR/>No money was in it, (I SWEAR the only money was a few Pesos left in the change part from a recent trip to Mexico...fitting huh?)<BR/><BR/>My worry was the Navy photo of my father that had lived in that wallet for many years. I don't know if you believe in karma or not... but this is truly a story that still causes the hair on my arms to stand. Also... a woman's purse can be a myriad of abyss.<BR/><BR/>I KNEW my Dad's Navy photo was gone. Hubby consoled me when I cried. Much to my dismay, or disbelief, or whatever you call it... many months later when cleaning out (dumping out) this large bag and all of it's junk...<BR/><BR/>My Dad's Navy photo fell out of the mix onto the floor. I cried again, and will NEVER be able to explain how it ever left the photo folder in my wallet. Some Navy things just can't be taken away.Malinda777http://www.blogger.com/profile/08228981460138143575noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156888341323923872006-08-29T17:52:00.000-04:002006-08-29T17:52:00.000-04:00Crew cuts were only mandatory in Boot Camp. At the point at which this pic was taken, I'd been in 2-1/2 yrs already.Jim McKeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04302154484950586503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156888180843754272006-08-29T17:49:00.000-04:002006-08-29T17:49:00.000-04:00Nice picture, but you have hair, wasnt a crew cut mandatory?Metal Chickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17967290147979137287noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156884532970425402006-08-29T16:48:00.000-04:002006-08-29T16:48:00.000-04:00My pop was in the Navy during Vietnam. CPO USS Coontz. <BR/><BR/>His picture is equally swell. I am so NOT digging up a picture of me from '82. That was my awkward braces laden phase.Dorothyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09370820563208652761noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156879745071220852006-08-29T15:29:00.000-04:002006-08-29T15:29:00.000-04:00Go Navy! Great pic.<BR/><BR/>My grandfather was in the Navy in WWII, but his ship never left dry-dock in NJ. The most action he saw was when he (drunkenly?) fell down the elevator shaft aboard the ship.Jamihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03852335314741486136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156872427586890012006-08-29T13:27:00.000-04:002006-08-29T13:27:00.000-04:00Now you've got me humming "In The Navy."Jean-Luc Picardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01689798190618944262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156866489020840572006-08-29T11:48:00.000-04:002006-08-29T11:48:00.000-04:00I was 4 years old in 1982! LOL<BR/>My b/c is a computer guy of sorts as well! :)Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02934909643713534157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24953038.post-1156860619819646372006-08-29T10:10:00.000-04:002006-08-29T10:10:00.000-04:00You know, I always seem to leave your blog with a song stuck in my head, lol. Love the picture, btw.Samantha_Khttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07396874424323846683noreply@blogger.com