It was the fall of 1984, Saturday night in Charleston, South Carolina.
I had just finished a grueling baseball practice.
No workouts the next day,
so I wanted to go out on the town and blow off some steam.
I got showered and dressed in the required Citadel "out on the town" uniform.
Gray polyester slacks,
light blue Oxford button down shirt,
navy blue blazer and Citadel tie.
I was looking....well…as good as I could.
My friend Greg Styles joined me for the evening.
We were dressed exactly...