This April will mark 40 years since I left Adak (and the Navy) and made the trip back to the Midwest.
This morning, a friend sent me an Army training film ... okay, a cartoon ... about it, and it's surprising in two ways.
One, I remember finding it in a storeroom some 41 years ago, along with a number of more conventional training films, and spending a snowy afternoon watching them. And laughing.
Two, it's surprisingly accurate. Except for the guy who goes shirtless, in swim trunks. The only place we did that was indoors at the pool.