Today I had another Thanksgiving (with venison too) at the Spring's residence. David, Wes's dad, showed me an album of photos he took while in the Army during the Vietnam War. The photos and their feeling were unmistakably from another era.
[Wes is a Lineman by trade. He hangs wires and cable from telephone poles. When he sees a cable work truck parked some place or people working on power lines, he tells me (or whoever is around) what they're constructing and what kind of equipment they're using. Similarly if I see anything to do with the Marine Corps, I have a hard time not spilling everything I know about it, including assumptions. This is Wes in front of Veteran's Association Medical Center Post Theater in Winchester, Va.]