tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post3544029167148960165..comments2023-08-23T17:09:14.433+01:00Comments on I'm Here To Leave: Separate Rations, Sex and Quarterstintinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13652066200071703445noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-66969012883832508542023-08-23T17:09:14.433+01:002023-08-23T17:09:14.433+01:00Anon- Sorry, I just saw this. I no longer get noti...Anon- Sorry, I just saw this. I no longer get notifications when comments are posted here or on The Trad. She was one of the first four women to go to the 82nd Abn. Pretty sure it was ‘76 or ‘77. tintinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13652066200071703445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-16479181764005700752016-02-28T22:24:29.437+00:002016-02-28T22:24:29.437+00:00Well I see I wasn't the only one that got marr...Well I see I wasn't the only one that got married for separate quarters and rations. As for sex there was plenty on Hay St. As you know from my book we both got married at South of the Border, strange place.<br /><br />When did women start going to jump school, didn't have any when I was there.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-21786854532223837322010-03-08T23:47:42.625+00:002010-03-08T23:47:42.625+00:00My mouth is on the floor.My mouth is on the floor.Benhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18227626694414844848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-29988392719880145082010-02-26T06:19:57.563+00:002010-02-26T06:19:57.563+00:00It was a fabulous experience reading this post.......It was a fabulous experience reading this post....I throughly enjoyed it.A very different story line is narrated over here.<br /><a href="http://www.greenzeal.co.uk/Store/british_army_rations" rel="nofollow">army rations</a>Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05773694459582169040noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-11333776194773215702010-01-21T03:27:54.142+00:002010-01-21T03:27:54.142+00:00Newly divorced, at age 42 or about that, I journey...Newly divorced, at age 42 or about that, I journeyed West. (And have stayed there ever since.) But that's beside the point. <br />Arriving in AZ, visiting old friends, I was introduced to their 18 year old female "roomer." A nice and and attractive girl/woman. Then they suggested a local eating place and off the four of us go. Good cocktails, meal and wine. <br />Then me, obviouslyTin-tin's phred/dadnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-45264075548694661792010-01-15T10:21:04.285+00:002010-01-15T10:21:04.285+00:00I don't envy you. I do adore the young, but I ...I don't envy you. I do adore the young, but I think our generation was the last that could hold a conversation and, perhaps I was just naive, look past trappings. A chum of mine who never married reckons he can pull anyone under 30 by taking them in his porsche and showing them his incredible flat. No talking required.<br /><br />How very sad. And dull.<br /><br />Your filcher sums it up. <brELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-8248506433199329362010-01-14T18:13:23.581+00:002010-01-14T18:13:23.581+00:00I agree about the book.
It was odd to be single ...I agree about the book. <br /><br />It was odd to be single after 13 years of marriage and find out what the dating scene was like with 25 year olds when I was 44. Easy doesn't describe it. <br /><br />I also go the impression that most of these 25 year old women were not interested in talking. I remember a woman going into great detail how she stole from her employer, a retail chain, and tintinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13652066200071703445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-54592061833409649832010-01-14T18:02:06.672+00:002010-01-14T18:02:06.672+00:00I can send you an eye patch from the dressing up b...I can send you an eye patch from the dressing up box? See Colin Firth Mr Darcy white shirt for effect you need.<br /><br />Strikes me there's a book somewhere in our re-reading FoF after last reading it at 19. Could be interesting to see how/whether one's viewpoint/interpretation changes according to age, experience, cynicism...<br /><br />I'll read whatever you write.ELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-75691190301180713682010-01-14T13:37:16.206+00:002010-01-14T13:37:16.206+00:00I'm still loking for a puffy shirt (North Amer...I'm still loking for a puffy shirt (North American reference to Pirate shirt in episode 66 of the Seinfeld show airing 23.9.93 in the fifth season).<br /><br />You are correct. She was trying to emulate a man's ablity to have sex without any strings. Her character, although she tried, was unable to sleep with a man without some sort of emotional connection but she was always looking for tintinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13652066200071703445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5177610876231532858.post-55852979019960969352010-01-14T10:27:13.373+00:002010-01-14T10:27:13.373+00:00I am really enjoying this tale of your close escap...I am really enjoying this tale of your close escapes; peripatetic lives breed risk-takers and pirates and you certainly are both. I also think it breeds romanticism - think you got off lightly there!<br /><br />My reading of Fear of Flying was that a zipless referred to an encounter deviod of emotional entanglement; nobody knew, no-one would ever find out; no emotions, no afterburn. Just sheer ELShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10736614879046626605noreply@blogger.com