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One of the kids I met at school had a father that was a Sargent. We got along just fine but he lived in the enlisted area and I was across base in the officers quarters area. It was a major pain to bicycle over to his house. Then I found out my buddies dad worked under my dad. That made it a real pain for our parents to talk to each other. Officers and enlisted were not supposed to fraternize or hang out together. It made my dad uncomfortable when I was calling my school friend for our house. Remember this was 30 years before cell phones.
That was a time when my dad was working in a way above top secret intelligence office. Anything even slightly out of order could cost him his job.
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Glen
49 Year member of the Porsche Club of America
1985 911 Carrera; 2017 Macan
1986 El Camino with Fuel Injected 350 Crate Engine
My Motto: I will never be too old to have a happy childhood!
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