Back when men went to the barbershop for a haircut. When men of a certain age spoke of ‘The War’, and everyone knew they meant ‘2’. As in World War Two. Went and kicked some Nazi or Japanese ASS, that we did. Yeah. *snort*. And when we plopped our butts down at the barbershop for the mandatory whitewall haircut brushcut (no long hair ‘bohemian’ crap here, no sir), we picked up a magazine just like this. Maybe even one that showed some hot Asian gal or French hoochy mama, like we remember from that time in Paris or Manila. BEFORE we got back home and married and settled down and had a kid and a mortgage and the lawn and the house and all that damn tupperware all over the place. Geez. And now the little woman is wanting to get a new washer and a new sofa (just what the hell is wrong with the old stuff??) because the Smith’s just got one. Pass me a Camel, will ya? Yeah, I’ll be at the Legion later for a few beers. And of course, the cover art only has a very vague connection to the stories inside. Which, believe it or not (I own this complete magazine) are non fiction, (mostly) articles of, what else, war stories and other ‘man’ pursuits. The accidents article, for example, just tells you that you can get paid damages in a civil suit for loss of ‘relations’. The Nude mailman is a true story about a WWI British Vet who jumped ship and became an assistant postmaster on an island on the Tonga chain. Gunmen in the bedroom? Pimp in Leadville Colorado in the Wild West, 1880’s gets bullied by some local drunks, who abuse his prostitutes and him, and he then comes back and kills them all with a shotgun. Good ole American fun.
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I have been very lucky in life. I’m a United States Marine (Once a Marine, Always a Marine). I have served as an Infantryman, Parachutist, and Intelligence Specialist, AND a Field Radio Operator. In addition, I did some time in the Army Reserves as an 11B Infantryman as well. And I finished out my varied and weird career in the Air National Guard, as a Bio-Enviromental Engineer, which sounds much cooler than it really is. I did my military service on the installment plan, Active, Reserves, Guard, etc. In civilian life I spent most of my time as a Police Officer in various locations and doing various things. I’ve been trained in Accident Investigation, Criminal Investigation, Homicide, Sex Crimes, and been on the SWAT team. I taught Police recruits law and officer survival, and worked as a Field Training Officer (nationally certified at that LOL) training cops ‘on the job’. I finished my time as a Sergeant in charge of a Hostage Negotation Team at a Department of Army Police agency. Mixed in with that, and the military (I was always hustling), I worked as an Antique Dealer/Store owner, ran my own Private Investigation/Security Guard agency (yup, a Private Detective. Sam Spade I wasn’t…), 911 dispatcher, Mall Security Guard/Supervisor, Private Security Guard for a closed down military base, and a Hospital Security Guard. So when sometimes I say I was a gunfighter, you’ll perhaps know why LOL. Oh, and I also worked for a State Medical Examiner as a Forensic Investigator. Where I also became certified as a ‘Facial Reconstructionist’. Yes, I touched dead people. Not choosing to stop there, I’ve worked as a Logistics Manager for a company specializing in Historical Events, presentations, and education, been a Civil War reenactor with a ‘famous’ unit, worked as a 19th Century Surgeon, been in a few movies and TV shows (mostly as moveable scenery, but sometimes as talent too), been a paid museum docent for a nationally known museum, been a published author for Gannett Newspapers and several websites (getting paid for my worthless opinion LOL), consulted on police and historical novels and books…… If you are still reading, yeah, I’m bloviating my own horn. Only to establish a curriculum vitae (fancy words, resume) so as to show that the below quote, from Heinlein, applies to my life. As it should yours. Go for it. Don’t sit on your ass and bitch about how much life sucks or whatever. Oh, and don’t let a ‘lack’ of education stop you. I barely graduated high school, for cryin out loud. 1.8 GPA. Until very recently, never went to any college, but always graduated with honors, or high honors, in every military or law enforcement school I attended. Think on that. View all posts by theforensicpopculturedetective