Invitation To The Blues

Back in some day.

Back in “The Day”

Right After I “Rocked Out” of BUD/s—SEAL training, I found me  on the USSSS  Useless Calaghan, DDG 994.

Having nothing better to do, I would take the bus from 32’nd Street Naval Base to Downtown San Dog.

Not much there.

‘Cept Titty-Bars.

I embraced them

Met a broad.

A Part-Time Stripper.

Just trying to get by.

We became fast friends.

Never a ‘fuck-buddy.’

Just a ‘Friend.”

We would hang out.

Sometimes on the beach.

Sometimes at Seaport Village.

Sometimes at places I cannot recall.

We were just friends.

I loved her friendship.

She always called me “Michael” 

Not sure why.

I possess an easily pronounceable name.

But she saw me as “Michael.”

I was good with that.

(I will answer to most any moniker.)

 

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