Please Re-Visit Because It Is Upbeat And Positive- & Fun & Patriotic–And Part of my Naval ‘Histoire’–Dat’s Française, By The Way! Hey!—-Hahahahaha!–“Titty Bars and the YMCA–San Diego”

Back in the day (1986-7) when I was on the USS Callaghan DDG 994 and had more than a day of liberty (and before I had a vehicle)

I would ride the bus to downtown San Dog and hang out in the titty bars.

There was an old YMCA close by–The kind of YMCA that still provided rooms for miscreants – mostly sailors, drunks, homeless, and gay folks.

When I had gotten too drunk in the titty bar and did not want to attempt to make it back to my rack on the Callaghan, I would crash at the Y.

I did NOT care that most of the ‘clientele’ were gay. I just wanted a place to crash. And I did.

Loved that YMCA. It was like something out of a more kinder past.

Nostalgia.

Cred: Ricky Rebel