My years in the US Navy offered a many of great experiences and memories. Memories to last a lifetime (don't even know what that means), but we tend to say that a lot. Some of my memories need go no further than the distance between my ears, while others need be told and relived from time to time. Such stories that begin with: "this is a no-shitter."
Like the time back in 1994 having to be rushed to the Bethesda Naval Hospital, you know the Hospital where they would do medical stuff on the US President, that famous hospital we've all heard about. Yep, there was a time when I left that place without two things I arrived with. My appendix and my wallet.
