Jack Darnell:  

Life I lived in lots of places growing up due to my dad being in the military. (Biloxi, MS/Kirksville, MO/Moberly, MO/Rutherfordton, NC/Belmont, NC/Norfolk, VA/GTMO, Cuba/Albany, GA/Key West, FL) Other than North Carolina, Guantanamo Bay, Cuba was my favorite place to live. Not because of the beautiful weather, the free swimming or movies, 15 cent games of bowling with free shoes or any of the other things associated with it. It was the people and events that shaped a time in my life that I will never forget, from playing baseball on my 1st little league team to riding motorbikes on the motocross tracks. I still remember playing ball with the Mincey brothers who lived on the same street with us and Mike Fitzgerald too. I remember during little league, pestering the coach to let me pitch and when we were in a game that we were getting blown out in he let me go in and try. I still remember Chris Mincey hitting a homerun off me that was so high we're still waiting for it to come down. The house that we lived in had a huge tree in the back yard that dad built a deck around with a bar for parties with his Navy buddies. The tree was so big around that our dog, Grouch, could climb to the second branch by getting a running start. I remember one of the last things I did before I left there. Eric Jensen, Rusty Elwood and myself tried to set up a couple of smoke canisters (that Eric had lifted from a jeep) to pull the pins when the teacher opened the door in the a.m. We couldn't get it to work so Eric just pulled the pins and tossed them in the room, man what a racket. They beat against the walls until they got lodged somewhere. I can't remember the teacher’s name, but she was an older woman nearing retirement age. The next day that class was covered with the coolest green film you ever saw. All of the cobwebs in the corners of the rooms were green. Needless to say we got caught. When you are a military brat not only do you get in trouble but your military parent does too. Man i...Expand for more