Friday, March 2, 2018
Corpsman Chronicles XI: Deja what?
When I was in boot camp in far away San Diego I was fascinated by the Spanish Mission architecture of the base.
Something about the low, sprawling, adobe colored, red tiled buildings resonated with me, and as we marched around doing push ups and other silly things I would occasionally feel a wave of déjà vu wash over me. That feeling was directly associated with those buildings. Somehow I had the strong feeling that I'd walked among those same buildings in the past.
Which was silly, because none of those buildings had existed in the past. The ones that resonated so strongly with me were of recent construction, and the real old buildings on base, the ones that were two- and three-story whitewashed and red tiled structures, didn't resonate at all.
Funny how the mind works. Well, my mind anyway.
Those were interesting days. I went from this:
In about four months.
Yeah, we was some stylin' bitches back in the 70's.