Harmon Rabb - Personal Life

Personal Life

Harm lives in a small Washington, D.C. loft apartment north of Union Station that he renovated himself. During the first few seasons of JAG, he smoked Cuban cigars occasionally but then later quit as he did not like being addicted to them. He owned a classic red 1969 Corvette, but it was stolen; he would later recover the car frame. He later "rebuilt" it (the steering wheel he bought was from his original car) with help from his friend Commander Sturgis Turner, whom he met during their academy days, Harm once thought the car had been stolen, but Sturgis had taken it from his garage to get a new top placed onto it. Later, it suffered damage from a collision with an old woman attempting insurance fraud.

Harm owns a vintage Stearman plane that he named "Sarah" after his grandmother (not his partner). He likes to take friends up flying when he's not working.

Rabb likes olives, organic noodles (he eats at Ho's Organic Noodles) and Thai food, and plays guitar to relax.

Rabb has several girlfriends throughout all ten seasons, but by the end of the final season, he is finally in a relationship with Sarah 'Mac' MacKenzie. By the end of the series, they consent to marry. Before, he has been jealous of Mac's relationships with Mic Brumby and Agent Webb.

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