It all started out innocently enough. 1981, sophomore.
Looking pretty salty, out at sea. Probably 25 at the time.
Just another day in paradise. 3 years, 8 months and 11 days aboard the USS Merrill, a Spruance class destroyer.
When a vet has a wall with all the awards and such from thier time in, it is called an "I love me wall". A small sample, my fruit salad.
One of my jobs over the years was working at a wind farm. Started out working on them, ended up running a couple of farms.
Only one way up there, 80 meters straight up carrying yourself and another 50lbs of harness, gear and PPE.
What a view, me sitting atop the turbine. Nowadays, no harness is a no-no. Today, meh.
Say that matchbox car looks small. Oh wait, that's an F350?
