Those among us who were “boys” in the 80’s were ALL working boys, lol. That rent wasn’t gonna pay itself. Beauty was our currency. Not proud of that, but not ashamed of it, either.
Sailors and San Diego go together like scotch and soda. A special shout-out to MY favorite San Diego sailor, Captain Bobby, Balboa, 1994 to 1996. That was a happy time in my life.
My God. Life was beautiful then. Yeah, I was there. I’m probably over-romanticizing it. But I won’t apologize for that given what we now know was waiting down the road.
My God … satin running shorts. All that’s missing is the glitter ball and the roller skates. I like the lean physique, though. And do I see a mustache?