I bought a used tv from an older woman in a Phoenix suburb, and while chatting she asked me how long I've been in Arizona, which is a state about as full of transients as it gets, and I told her I just came from very far away. She asks where from, and I tell her Saipan, which results in the color in her face turning a whiter shade of pale. She relates that her father died there in the Battle of Saipan while serving in the U.S. Marine Corps.
A couple days later a colleague in my school system related living in Saipan in the fifties and seeing "black sea monsters" (divers in archaic dive getup) and playing in the WWII bomb craters. Small world really.
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I met an older gentleman in Victorville years ago who said he fought in the battle. He and his buddies buried heaps of money the day that a bank in Garapan blew up. He took one look at me and asked if I was Chamorro. Tis' truly a small world.
I wonder if those old Japanese Yen are still legal tender? (He says as he heads out the door to buy a shovel).
funny thing is that the japanese actually printed money specific to their location int he world during their imperial times. i ecen have a few of their bills.
too bad i can't use them to pay my cuc bills.
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