I have it. Now that the sun is out more, I am waking up from my dreary winter blahs. Brrr.
The boys and a friend of ours went to the Nauticus Maritime Museum in Norfolk today. They have a pirate exhibit there until April that we just had to see. "Real Pirates: The Untold Story of the Whydah from Slave Ship to Pirate Ship". The boys got to see real live pirate booty and cannons and guns. A really good exhibit.
A bonus exhibit was also there. "Marking Time - Voyage to Vietnam" showcased graffiti art from the bottom of the soldier's bunks. I was in total awe of it all. Drawings and writings from men on their way.
Here's a shot of what the bunk looked like assembled.
I loved that they included this on the bottom bunk and was equally in love with Playboy for being a bit more modest back then - especially with three little boys in tow.
I only wish I had been by myself so that I could really take it all in. I was really touched by something as simple as this one:
Giggled at this: (I know it isn't politically correct, but it was what it was)
Left me wondering if the ones who left these marks made it back.