My first experience into the marvels of the vast unknown world didn’t happen until I began my own travels in the military. My first great adventure was during the latter part of my flight training when I flew into Puerto Rico. Despite being a U.S. territory, it was an exotic paradise full of new and exciting adventures for a naïve farm lad. In the years to follow I experienced sights, sounds, pleasures, and perils that can never be replicated. Some brought great joy, and others exacted a terrible toll, yet each made an indelible mark on who I was to become.
As a rag-tag kid on the “pore farm,” I had a seemingly insatiable thirst for adventure in strange lands. Much of it was satisfied through my naval service, and for that I am grateful for those opportunities. Yet, I hope to have a few more “quests” to contemplate, and a couple more roads to travel.
Larry M. Jones is a retired Navy commander and aviator who raises cattle and hay in the Brock/Lazy Bend part of Parker County. Comments may be directed to firstname.lastname@example.org.