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The Jazz Club

The Jazz Club We were assigned as brig turnkeys, also called chasers or guards at the end of 1967 at the Marine Corps Air Station, Iwakuni, Japan. Everyone called him Fos. He was an average sized Marine, a little on the sticky side with some interesting scars on his face. No one asked where the scars came from bu...