Good Times

Ah yes, Nov. 2, 1982. My day “ended” something like this:

After a trip the the MEPS station in downtown Portland, then a van ride to the airport. Goodbyes at the airport, a flight to LAX and then on to San Diego. A long wait at the airport until “The Bus” arrived, and then the fun began. I remember the bus being green though. GOOD TIMES!