I watched “Hunt for Red October” for the first time in a long time this morning. One of my favorites about a time you young’uns probably don’t remember. Catch it sometime if you want to pick up a whiff of what it was like during the Cold War. Plus, I’m a sucker for Russian music, and this brings back the feel of the Soviet era. Especially interesting now.
https://hemmingplay.wordpress.com/about/ More at the link. I remember him. He was sitting in the heat on the dock waiting for the ferry to Okracoke, Island in the Outer Banks, NC. It was probably sometime in '72 or '73. He'd driven nearly 12 hours straight and was so tired he couldn't understand the accents of the natives there. I wonder whatever happened to him? I heard a rumor that he married a skinny Irish girl and they settled down somewhere, had a couple of boys, got old. He put on a few pounds. She's still got the girlish shape that caught his eye all those years ago. He probably still has that shirt, though, and still wishes he looked like this. The idiot.
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