After all these years, who would have thought that we would be coming back to GITMO again. I will bet Castro has not slept a wink since he got the word we would return
TOUCH DOWN, LEEWARD POINT, 9 JUNE 1998
As I had remembered, it was hot and the humidity was sky high
as we stepped off the plane. The trip across the bay was nice
LEAVING LEEWARD POINT ON FERRY FOR NAVAL BASE
When we got to our quarters at the BOQ, Stan called our first
muster. So much to do and where to start was the big question
MUSTER IN BOQ
Stan finally got all his ducks in a row and we got everything
on track. That is Stan in the far right with nothing but
his arms waving wildly.
HOLDING UP THE BULKHEADS
One of the first things on the list of things to do was head
for the beach. We had to stop for a look see on the way
