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Judging by the fact that you specify the block of Hay Street I had forgotten which hundred block contained the greatest concentration of bars , and according to walking the street via Google-maps, it would seem that entire block was raised and replaced with the Airborne an Special Ops Museum.
The old Airborne barracks on Fort Bragg didn't survive either - nor, now, even the name Bragg. In my mind the gentrification of Fayettenam made the area perhaps safer for families, though also, much less distinct, much less vital, and much less economically viable. So often when we scrape away history, that's the mixed-bag, net result. Anyway, thanks for refreshing our memories, however good or bad, of Fayettenam! My apologies, I'm just now seeing this.
Glad you enjoyed reading it, thanks for taking time to comment. There in the late 60s. You walked Combat Alley in patrol groups, point men, main body, drag, one to move to support the other. MPs patrolled on jeeps with Ms - loaded Ms on gun mounts on the jeep. MPs stood guard in the bus station to attempt to keep U S Marines arriving - mostly out of boot camp from leaving the security of the terminal building.
Had a freind, a full blooded Cherokee, carried in his hand, a good old fashioned church key, he had sharpened the one end. Watched him walk up quietly to a fellow harassing us as a group, slashed that sharped church key down, opened him up hair line to bottom of cheek. The he just turned and we all walked away.
Hookers even I wouldn't touch, and I touched a few in my life. One - well I can't even say she was cute, but she wasn't coyote ugly either, standing in the door of the bar, hawking her wares, and scratching her nipple as she talked. Loved the town, loved the two main drags, but they were dangerous to explore alone. Post a Comment. It was a rough year for me. Let me set the stage for this tale.