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To: Ilaine who wrote (87361)	11/20/2004 1:03:25 AM
From: Captain Jack	Respond to of 793597

Dupont Circle sounds like it changed little since the 60s. I remember a tussle with antis there in about '65.

To: Ilaine who wrote (87361)	11/20/2004 1:08:16 AM
From: unclewest	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 793597

The Dupont Circle I knew was not gay. Either that or I was oblivious. I never lived in DC but went there numerous times on Army business. It was there or Georgetown to hook up. I am familiar with Castro St too. Out of curiousity, I have walked down the little hill from the bus stop on (Market St ?) for the two or three blocks and back up. I'll never forget the movie marquee on the left side going down hill with the ad for the "gay men and lesbian women Christmas Chorus". I have also walked up and down Polk St in SF which is really the secret crazy street. I did not know about Polk St in the 60s but it was nuts when I walked it in the early 80s. But I also walked through the intersection of Haight-Asbury in full uniform in 68 and again in late 69. The first time, I was headed back to Nam from Travis AFB and was curious. I did not want to go back to SF, but had to. The second time, I was visiting the widow and son of a soldier who had died in combat with me a few months earlier. He died of wounds about 10 feet from my position. We both had sons less than 1yo and shared pictures every mail call. I went back to SF to tell his wife about his heroism. Funny thing, the way I got back to SF the third time in late 80, I was medevaced back to Letterman Army medical Center from the hospital in Landstuhl. I had been medivaced there from Eastern Europe, behind the iron curtain. I remained a patient until March 1 1982 when I was retired out of that hospital for wounds and injuries received in line of duty. I had 20 years and 4 days active duty. I am now short, fat and ugly. But I have been working my butt off to get back in shape for recall. I think they will take us old farts before the draft.