I hear ya!!
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Originally Posted by Wolfsong
Hoo Ahh........
Boy those witch hunts of old could stop your heart couldn't they? They always seemed to happen in the next company over to mine or somewhere close enough to my door step that it felt like I was next. I dunno what I was so scared of......what were they gonna do? Bend my dog tags and send me home? It felt like so much more then.
I can't even imagine what it was like for our WWII era brothers and sisters where being homosexual could earn you a vacation out in Leavenworth. Now THAT would be scary!
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I was stationed in Alaska and one of THE oldest gay bars was in Anchorage... Mad Myrna's. It had several names over the decades = but it was THE gay bar and the "old timers" would tell me stories of how the AF MPs would try and do "raids" trying to BUST homos/dykes!!!
The bar was a HUGE ASS oval thingy... but it had a ridiculous lip from counter to bar stool that I NEVER understood??!! The story goes....
When the MPs would come in w/their battons looking for service members, all the military homos/dykes would hide under the lip and the civilian members would cover them and **flounce**flirt**fickle** w/distraction the MPs, so that they never saw the military personnel hiding, crunched, fetal position under the bar in plain site.
Now this sounds cRaZy today!! I know! But it's not. I was there for one of the raids back in 1999 as a civilian and it still worked.
This is lezzbian and gay history.
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"I tried to drown my sorrows, but the bastards learned how to swim."
~~ Frida Kahlo
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