I shamefully admit that I spent a night in a Flagstaff, AZ jail cell back in May of 1986. I was on leave and after visiting my folks in Colorado, I decided to spend the night in Flagstaff because I was tired as hell and didn't want to drive anymore. Turns out it was "Hands Across America" day, and downtown Flagstaff was a big party zone. I got caught up in the party atmosphere and drank way too much at a bar near my hotel. When I was walking back to my hotel I mouthed off to some Police Officers that were IMO unnecessarily hassling a drunk Indian dude. They cuffed me and stuffed me in a cell with four drunken Navajos and the air conditioner turned up really high. It was a very unpleasant experience. They just let me go the next morning, and as far as I know, they never reported my arrest to the USMC.