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By Kip Burke:
At the tail end of the Cold War, I found myself in a closed Soviet city being treated like a rock star by some Russians and suspected of being a spy by others. For one brief shining moment, I just may have been cool. Twenty years ago this week, I was a young Navy chief journalist, the Sixth Fleet’s senior photojournalist during the collapse of the Soviet Union in the late eighties, and as such got to cover the first visit of U.S. Navy ships to the home of the Soviet Black Sea Fleet in Sevastopol. The heroic city of Sevastopol had been closed to the West — and to most Russians — since the end of the Great Patriotic War, which we prosaically call WWII. Only the oldest veterans had ever seen an American, but they and their sons revered us all as allies and brothers-in-arms. We were made […]
I remember the cold bottle sweating in my hand and me not daring to drink that last tasty swallow of sin…