Here is a pic of my dad in Cherry Point, NC in the early '60's. I remember him getting his s**t together, first time I ever saw a rifle and K-bar. I knew this was serious. Most likely Cuban Missle Crisis related.
He was an expert diver and was the President at the local base diving club, MCAS Cherry Point.
We moved to San Diego when he went to Viet Nam for 13 months and he was stationed in Chu Lai.
Back to MCAS Kaneohe after a short stint at El Toro, he continued his diving.
Retired and went into Insurance Sales and golf big time.
Hope you hit a hole in one at the new range.
God speed dad. Semper Fi
RHII