I saw this picture of a young man online and thought of John Hansen from my hometown who was killed in Vietnam and only 23 years old.
What were John's dreams as he flew scout pilot over Vietnam? His last night before he died he was playing his guitar. I wondered if we would married if he'd come home? I met a young man when I was just 21 at a dance. I was working as a dental assistant in Portland, Oregon. I met someone named John just home from the war who wouldn't let go of me. We were supposed to go out the next week but I'd come down really sick and didn't show up. He thought I'd stood him up and got into a terrible car accident. I regret to this day not visiting him at the hospital.
I lived in Alaska 14 years and never saw guys that were this cute up there! But I did find a bunch of them who would try and run me over when waiting for a bus in Anchorage, and splash me with mud on purpose. I dated one who left me at a Mexican restaurant one time after having a severe acid reflux attack and called me a bunch of names because I had "embarrassed him." One time I was waiting for a bus in Anchorage and a guy went by and said --"Why don't you get a job barfly?" Amazing to me is that I was working two jobs at the time and have never drank a day in my life. When I lived in Wasilla I had one man follow me home and accuse me of drinking and driving! Maybe because I wasn't skinny enough for these men and wasn't blonde and blue eyed who knows? There is alot of alcoholism, wife abuse, and drunks in Alaska. I don't think the Alaska Men's Magazine mentions that however.

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