Hmm, I was commissioned in '79 at age 20 so maybe it's you who needs the cane.

But, nope you missed both my baby sister and me coming through Ft. Riley, since her Advanced Camp adventure was in '81. Those summers are brutal up there. 
You and I are close to the same age.

There are days when I could use a cane. It's not the years, dammit, it's the miles!
I work at Ft Riley now as a civilian; I think the summers are great, but I feel the winters more than I did as a young Pup. I may have to transfer to a Southern post before long.