Some crazy **** went on then. I was telling my sister I personally didn't know anyone that had been spit on and she said I do. Oh really, who? You. What? When? She said we were walking through the airport in Houston and I was in dress blues. As I walked by a bunch of people one of them spit on my back and ran off into the crowd. That was in 69 and she just now told me a couple of weeks ago.