I had a post deleted the other day.
Oh, the Mod was nice enough about it and even said 'sorry'.
I don't post much because I don't have much to say; so when I do post it is with a sense of, … I search the emotion … I don't know, a sense of completion, I guess. That will have to do.
I was going to post a bunch of really interesting posts somewhere on this board. Stuff like when I was in Germany and we had an American Trooper (Quarter Cav) with us and one night three of us (the American Trooper, my buddy Rick (RIP) from Recce Squadron, and myself (a tanker at the time) ended up in a Brit's MQ and he says you 2 guys (me and Rick) can have my wife, but I want the Black guy. Rick and I both said sure at almost the same time. Sammy (the American exchange Trooper) had a most negative reaction. Anyway, we left in short order. Raining hard and we were 100% lost. Saw a lighted porch so we ambled up and tried the door. It opened but was a very dark room. After stumbling around Rick said hey look at this and opened a coffin. Seems were in a Funeral Parlour or something similar. So we left. Next day ran into Sammy and asked if he wanted to go for a few beers later. He said Nope.
This happened in 1975, and Rick died about 3 months later at the age of 25. I never saw Sammy again after that night. I left out a lot of details. Mainly because I tend to bore people if given the chance.