One cool character leaning on his 1974 Datsun B210
Dug into the old photo albums looking for some photos that could be called memories to put inside the ceramic jar on the sideboard. I found a couple worth scanning, including the one above, which shows a very young me leaning on the first car I bought for myself, a 1974 Datsun B210.
I think I might have posted about this in the past, but I could be wrong. At the time of the photo, I was a couple years in the Navy, and that hair was way too long to be in regulation for a 3rd class petty officer. The trick was I worked from four to midnight, so there was little chance of dealing with the higher-ups who might notice. I bought my hat a couple sizes larger so that every evening I could tuck it under the ballcap and go about my business.
It was fun while it lasted, but eventually I got busted by a master-at-arms and was written up. I was coming back to my barracks after checking on my laundry in the main building. Knowing I was in for some trouble when I showed up at work the following afternoon, I proactively went to the barbershop that next morning and got a high-and-tight regulation haircut. So when I did get to see my supervisor, I was already PO3 A.J. Squaredaway. He tore up the report, and my hair never got that long again.