Really? You used to work at a place with a view of blimp hangers? Here's the view out the front door of the first real job I had after being discharged from the US Navy-
The hanger in the front is hanger B. Hanger A, in the back ground, burned to the ground in '92. I was working a youth correctional facility. We used to walk the kids around the old air base and use the old rec. equipment. The old base even has it's own bowling alley complete with manually pin setting rigs. We used to tell the kids if they could throw a baseball over the roof we'd give them their parole paper papers. None ever managed to come close.
Small world.
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