Like Judge Kavanaugh, I’m Guilty Of Being A Horny Teenager

After completing Navy boot camp way back during World War 2, I had just hit my 18th birthday. Before sea duty in the Pacific, I was assigned for six months to the Navy training station at Great Lakes, Illinois. It’s located about halfway between the two great cities of Chicago and Milwaukee.

Whenever I had overnight liberty (time off), I hopped a train or bus for the 60-minute trip to one of the cities. Was I heading for a church service or a studious session in the library? Of course, sporting my new Navy blues I was studiously intent on succeeding at what the teenage Cavanaugh is accused of doing.

I often hooked up with a girl at a dance, service club or bar (I had an age 21 false ID card). As with any wartime service guy on the prowl, I expected to end up in the sack. And, with few exceptions, so did the very willing girl. So, why all the fuss 30 years after it happened about Cavanaugh’s normal male behavior when he was also a horny teenager? Gee, I wonder if any of those young girls from 1943 will hire a lawyer and accuse me today of molesting them!

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