2010-06-18 / Travel
Ode to a sailor
My Uncle JK was a sailor. He served in the US Navy during World War II. When the war ended, he was discharged in San Diego. I was only six years old then and was amazed to hear that he hitchhiked home. Never having heard that word before, in my mind he pole vaulted across hill and dale back to Charleston where he entered The Citadel. From that point on, he was my hero.