Just ran across this old photo from when I was stationed at Marine Barracks, Washington, D.C.
I was on a wedding detail for a close friend . . last I heard he got out a couple weeks later and they went to her home town in Tallahassee Florida . . . they had met . . . she was the girl next door . . there was a bunch us , about 10 Marines who lived in this large townhouse and next door and all around the neighborhood lived about 50 women all about our age . . almost all of them worked either for the FBI or the Agriculture Dept. or some other government agency . . . It turned out many of my buddies including myself met our significant other as literally the girl who actually lived next door . . . Those were the days . . .