Bell Bottom Trousere's - Log I

About the Book

This is a part of a poster in the time of the great white fleet. The deference would be a white cap instead of pancake hat and no Lanyered (for bos’n pipe in breast pocket). Of the monument of the statue of the Lone Sailor (in Washington, D.C.,) on the Jacket Cover?

About the Author

R. E. McGuire was born in Rockport, Missouri. Atchison Co. on Saturday, September 8, 1923, at 8:25 p.m. (on the same date, at 9:05 p.m. a group of United States Destroyers on a run from San Francisco to San Diego had a mishap. Seven of thirteen ran aground and became scrap iron). McGuire’s father died and his mother packed up and drove Highway 66 to California with the other “Okies” and settled in San Francisco, “the Suicide City,” lost money, sold car, stood in soup lines, took refuge in Hoovervilles, doorways and so on. Mother was a counter girl at F. W. Woolworth’s 5 and 10 cent store, also slung hash in a beanery and things got better. He worked his way through twelfth grade and after graduation joined the Civilian Conservation Corps at sixteen. Honorably discharged, at seventeen, joined the United States Navy, trained at San Diego, California, transferred to the Destroyer Base, San Diego, until Pearl Harbor, shipped East to New York. But that’s another story!