My Space at North Camp Fuji, Japan

This was my little world, a wall locker, a locker box, and a bed. Life was very simple. Many and hours were spent sitting on a locker box cleaning my rifle, shining my gear, writting letters and above all talking with somone on just about any subject that you could imagine. Some of these discussion would get heated. There was an unwritten law that you did not discuss religion or motherhood. A lot of north - south discussion took place.