After having received an unexpected but very welcome e-mail message yesterday from an old friend from my Navy days, I was astounded to get a phone call from him this morning.
It was great speaking with John and his wife Machiko, both of whom were witnesses (and sometimes participants) in some of the wilder escapades of those early days in the Yokosuka/Hayama area.
He's tracking down some of the other likely suspects, and he's already found two of my former roommates.
A reunion would be cool, but I'm not sure that Japan's ready for it.
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