Saturday 23 October 2021
I carried a Sig Sauer on my hip and an iPod in my pocket, but I was only authorized to use the pistol while on watch. It was March 2003. The second gen iPod had already launched, but most of us were still rocking the first gens because that’s what they sold at the Navy Exchange back home and on the ship. My position, that night, was as a gate guard. The squadron I worked in was stationed aboard the USS Nimitz and we were enjoying our last night in Pearl Harbor before we left for the Persian Gulf. My…
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