Hello Gabbers, would have been here sooner but they have been working the shit out me the past week, and I fell a sleep last night before I could put my blog together. In 1982, after graduating from high school I enlisted in the United States Navy, and left for sunny Orlando, Florida to attend boot camp. After Boot Camp, I attended tech school in Meridian, Mississippi, where I learned about racism first hand.

I then attended submarine school in New London, Connecticut, and then it was off to my first duty station aboard to the USS Pintado (SSN-672) which was at that time in Honolulu, Hawaii. We returned to another beautiful place San Diego, California where I finished my tour of duty. In 1984, I went to the North Pole and missed the World Series in which the Tigers won. I guess the good thing that came out of that year, was  how may can say they have been to the North Pole?

I remember a young Tony Gwynn at the beginning of his Hall of Fame career, along with Nolan Ryan and Joe Niekro and a young Ryan Sandberg. I seen Dan Fouts, Charlie Joiner and Kellen Winslow, too bad his kid did not turn out that good. I remember the Padres, Chargers and yes even the Clippers. What I remember the most about the Clippers is that they were not very good, and their indoor soccer team had more sell-outs than they did.

But sports is not as important tomorrow, as remembering our troops and those who have served and died for our country. We should remember those who were sent to a needless war, and died for their country because of the selfishness of our former President. Happy Memorial Day Gabber,s and to those who have served and or have family members who are serving our country. Remember the vets who have served and died in previous wars, as they are our fallen heroes......