THE COWARDLY LION, Chapter XXIII

THE COWARDLY LION, Chapter XXIII

Chapter XXIII The trip onto the base was quick and easy, although getting through the gate for the first time without having to travel ten more miles to Mainside to sit, qualify for, and get a base sticker, was a bit problematic. The two guards were suspicious of the...
THE COWARDLY LION, Chapter XXII

THE COWARDLY LION, Chapter XXII

It was hard to imagine, much less witness, that everything my wife, daughter and I owned could be fit into the interior spaces of a 1966 GTO. Nothing was attached or tied on the outside. I’d been raised in a Coast Guard family where the frequent moves were paid for by...