History repeats its self. I sat in those barracks too. The year was 1969 and I had a GTO sitting in a garage at home that I missed. Spent nearly a year down there. Now you sit there bored as I was with a Fiero I'd imagine.
Me and a couple friends would hop on a bus to downtown El Paso and walk over the Rio Grand to Juarez but that even gets old. We had no cell phones or PC's. Just pencil & paper and maybe a deck of cards. Here's what we were there for.
I think there are some Fiero guys in El Paso. Check the member list.
Spoon
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"Kilgore Trout once wrote a short story which was a dialogue between two pieces of yeast. They were discussing the possible purposes of life as they ate sugar and suffocated in their own excrement. Because of their limited intelligence, they never came close to guessing that they were making champagne." - Kurt Vonnegut [This message has been edited by Spoon (edited 02-24-2014).]
