You Will Shoot Your Eye Out

My Dad after he got back from Korea (Circa 1951) got shangaied into being the Track Commander of a Tank for the Army Day Parade in Los Angeles. (Amazing that stuff like this use to happen in LA, Huh?) Anyways some woman tired to blow thru the parade in a Caddy. Where upon she T Boned Dads tank. The Caddy of course was totaled and he said that it did not even scratched the pain on his tank.

I can not even imagine the paperwork involved. Good times huh?      Grumpy