It's interesting growing up. I am down in San Diego today talking with my grandparents about their youth, their marriage, joining the church and nearly burning down the neighborhood. My dad is recording some stories and I am in the other room looking through pictures.
This is one of my personal favorites. My grandpa is on the left. He and his buddy are heading to get breakfast at the YMCA in Honolulu.
Probably says something about the type of granddaughter that I am, but all I want to know is who is that guy on the right? And does he have any grandsons? Seriously.
Anchors Away, indeed.
6 comments:
I like me a man in uniform.
Yeah, I was thinking the same thing about the guy on the right. Hubba Hubba.
Yes, he's lovely!
Men back then were hot...especially in a white crisp uniform!
Reminds me of one of my favorite episodes of Sex and the City. Where the ladies are leaving their weekly brunch and Samantha declares, "Ladies! Seamen, twelve o'clock!" and Miranda replies, "I hope there are sailors when I turn around, 'cause with her you never know!" They then go on to talk about one of their favorite "holidays", Fleet Week. Gotta love a man in uniform!
Too funny! That picture is so classic I thought you just downloaded it! I, too, love a man in uniform (emphasis on the A meaning Bremen) I'll look out for a hot sailor for you ;)
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