The last thing on my mind 40 years ago was cycling.
I was reminiscing about life today, and praying for those soldiers that learned yesterday that their tours in Iraq and Afghanistan were being extended, and for those that learned that they had to return for yet another tour. 40 years ago there was always the possibility that your tour might be extended and I remember the horrible feelings that brought. The closer you came to your departure date the more fear you had that something bad would happen. The last thing you wanted in life was to spend even one more day there.
Photo: me, 1967, near the Laotian/Cambodian border