Rich Street:  

I graduated early in January 66 because of too many years of summer school sessions. Was a loser in high school. Had a whopping 2.1 GPA, because I had straight As in shop classes. Failed everything else. I think I had a reading problem that went undiagnosed. My social outlet was the local De Molay group. Hung out with the Jobs Daughters and Rainbow Girls. Was a Rainbow Beau. Went into the Army and went to flight school. Flew helicopters in Viet Nam in 1968-69 and South America in 70, 71, and 72. Stationed in Panama, but spent most of my time in Honduras and Salvador assigned to the Organization of American States. Fooled around with the base commanders daughter and ended up in a shot gun wedding (threatened with another immediate tour to Viet Nam). In 1972 I left active duty and came home to Berkeley and got divorced. No kids then, except me. Spent a few years in Berkeley as a baby killer and other names that Berkeley folks used to call veterans and worked in my dads office downtown. Finally had enough and was headed north to Alaska to become a hermit and pan gold when my car broke down in Seattle. Stayed for way too long (several years) with a buddy from Viet Nam. I became part of their family and became god father to his son a couple of years later. He had married a flight attendant and convinced me I should date one so we could fly all over together. I ended up married to one and he and I never did fly any where together. I spent several years selling yachting equipment and then boats in Seattle. Had a daughter in 1979 and then a bout with cancer in 1980. Spent almost 6 months on chemo and finally got to down to being a literal 98 ...Expand for more