I was stationed there at the Marine Corps Supply Center at Barstow in the early 70s. It is the west coast supply center and Repair facility for everything except aircraft. Dry desert climate makes for good storage conditions. Not much there then, the town, the bars, the Goldstone bar, and there was a girl behind every tree for young single Marines. Nothing as exciting as that went on when I was there. A lot of dumbassery here and there but no Wiley Coyotes launching themselves into the desert floor.
I was born in Barstow, lived there till 1971.
We (husband and I) were there in 1975...just a year. I didn't see any marines but heard the aircraft on occasion.
I was a substitute teacher for first graders. They were sure cute.
I ended up knowing very few people but EVERY first grader in town knew ME. They couldn't remember my name but their body language said "I know you! Hello, teacher!!"