I hadn't expected going down memlory lane this morn. At least not to the shower stalls in our olg gym.

This was circa 1966. We showered communaly. All on ebig shower. For me it wasnt such a big deal. Everybody had to or they'd be labeled a 'grub' by teammates. If you got this label it would stick for far more than just a day. So you showered.

Did others check you out, I mean to see how they stacked up size wise? Of course we did! But it was done mostly unintentionally. I cant recall once ever wanting to see what Joes pecker looked like, had absolutely no desire to see.

I guess in those ancient days the whole thing about sex weirdness and differences were not something that had become part of the culture. I mean other than the mean kidding in reference to such words as :'sissy', or, 'homo' .

Rarely there may have been one or another poor sob singled out for the 'homo' insults and accusations but interestingly several of us would tell the mean one to stuff it.

Thanks for the run down the past. In hindsight the most concerning thing was to catch athletes foot. Pretty much every one eventually picked up the pesky itch but you just dealt with it.