Helluva post about bars & their workers, buddies, and the memories they would create here.
"But when we came ashore on liberty, we would rub shoulders with some of the finest men we would ever know, in bars our mothers would never have approved of. Saloons that live in our memories forever."
Pretty much sums up the majority of my thoughts on bars & buddies. Makes me think I should take up blogging about underwater basket weaving or something...
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