I am old enough to remember bell bottoms, lava lamps, 8-track tapes, and many other things this generation knows little about. The first Presidential election I could vote in was in 1976, and yes, I wasted my vote on Carter. That was the same year that I graced Ft. Sill with my presence. The Army showed their appreciation by shaving my hair off. That was the beginning of the process known as Basic Training and hair was not authorized.
As old as this may sound to some, there is one who graces this blog from time to time who is much older than me. I have been doing some research on this man and from the documents I have found, I have learned that he really is older than much of the dirt we see covering today's earth. So for those of you who are mystified and in some ways enamored with this guy, I thought I would share something I recently ran across.
Take a good look at Mustang, before he was a Marine.
(I bet the barber had a hard time with HIM.)