yourswryly

In my military career, I spent my first two and a half years years galavanting around Asia....all parts of it, from Korea to the Thailand/Vietnam border and even a short stint in Fukuoka Japan as a temporary Attache for the Commanding General of the 2nd Infantry Division, Henry E. Emerson; AKA "Gunfighter" .  Also in our entourage was the Executive Officer of the Second Brigade, Second Infantry Division. You might recognize the name - at that time, Lieutenant Colonel Colin Powell. It was basically my job to keep his engagement book, drive him around and eventually help pour him into his UH-1 to fly back to Pusan korea. A fun time was had by all. Except me. I was a lowly enlisted man, relegated to standing in a corner and continuously watching General Emerson should he summon me to pour him another scotch whiskey. I poured him a lot of scotch whiskey that night, And helped myself to some when no one was paying me any particular attention. Easy enough. An enlisted staff...