Sunday, November 25, 2012

california dreamin'


Friday's photograph made me wonder if there was ever a period in my life where my hair did not look like a cross between Albert Einstein and John Hinckley.

Of course, there was.  At least, during the five years I was on active duty with the Air Force.  An organization that took (and takes) its grooming standards very seriously.

That is me on the far right.  Doing my impression of a California boy.  Because I was.  At Castle Air Force base --to be exact. 

Four of us (the fourth is behind the camera) had just spent a Memorial Day weekend camping and water skiing at a local lake.  Within a month, I would have orders to report as "a technical assistant to the Hellenic Air Force."

But I still remember that weekend.  Having the freedom of my early 20s with good friends and a rented boat from the base recreational services.

California, like Oregon, offered a wide variety of outdoor opportunities.  Two weeks before the water ski weekend, we were at Yosemite indulging in another variety of skiing.



But good grooming was doomed.  After five years of having Uncle Sam tell me what to wear and how to cut my hair, I headed off to law school where my libertarian spirit ran free.

I am just happy this photograph did not end up in the hands of my political opponents during my 1988 campaign.  I could just imagine the caption.



9 comments:

Felipe Zapata said...

I did not know you were ever stationed at Castle. Or if I did, I've forgotten. I was there through most of 1963 and into a good stretch of 1964. I imagine you came later, young fellow that you are.

Theresa Diaz de Gray said...

Steve,
I think you were very cute with your boyish good looks. Besides I have you beat in the wild hair contest. There was the enormous lion mane's shag, my Angela Davis afro and of course a brief fling with a mullet.
regards,
Theresa

Steve Cotton said...

My memory dump is turning up quite a few reminders that there are many aspects of Steve in addition to the Steve I have created to write this blog.


A mullet? That would be worth a post.

Steve Cotton said...

I was there during Richard Nixon's re-election campaign. It almost seems like a lifetime ago. I guess it was.

Felipe Zapata said...

I was not at Castle but at Lackland AFB for basic training during the Cuban missile crisis. I entirely missed the national fright fest since basic training isolates you from the outside world. I'm glad about that.

Ronda Grimsley said...

Not sure why my attention went to the trucks w/campers. They look the same but are not ...

Steve Cotton said...

Pickups were our life back then.

Shannon Casey said...

I'm enjoying your trip down memory lane. The old pictures are really fun.

Steve Cotton said...

I never know what I am going to uncover next.