I was already back from the Nam and out of the army (the first time) back then. Sharing an apartment in Hawthorne, CA with a battle buddy, getting stoned as much as possible, and trying to eek out a living and figure out what to do with the next phase of my life. My first job out of the service was sanding down shells at McCall Helmets, which was a Bell knockoff. For me, it was really kind of a lost year.
