Faces without names

There are many faces I remember but don’t remember those face’s names. People that lived in the same barracks I did and ate at the chow hall and saw around Korat RTAFB.

But no names. My mind cannot come up with their names. Maybe I’ll get to see them and I can ask them their names. That would be great because their faces are inside my head, even after 40 plus years.



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