PURPLE HEART
PURPLE HEART It was 9:45 in the evening and nearly time for the Enlisted Men’s Club to close. Almost two dozen boisterous soldiers of the 537th Company, 63rd Battalion of the Eleventh Transportation...
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In the fall of 1972 I was fortunate enough to begin my junior year of college at Sonoma State College, now Sonoma State University, in the town of Cotati, California. Cotati was a wide spot in U.S....
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Bert Laver climbed the last one hundred feet of the way to his destination almost on hands and knees. The place where he was going to was no more than four thousand feet above sea level, but he was...
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Bert Laver climbed the last one hundred feet of the way to his destination almost on hands and knees. The place where he was going to was no more than four thousand feet above sea level, but he was...
View ArticleFINDING OUR WAY
FINDING OUR WAY “Here we are,” Larry said as he steered his Plymouth station wagon into the parking lot. “Where in the heck is here?” Willy asked. “Lake Merwin. It’s part of a series of reservoirs...
View ArticleA Question of War and Peace, Chapter 1
I met Jake Cross in an apartment in Rohnert Park, California, in September of 1975. I had finished my second year and Mira Costa Community College in Southern California and was beginning my junior...
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The first month of the new semester passed quickly for me. I enjoyed the social life of the apartments and the school, and I was challenged by the difficulty of several of my subjects from almost the...
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Chapter 5 “Hah!,” Jake said as he tossed another pebble. “Do you want the long version, or the short?” “Let’s start with the short version,” I replied. “Just the nouns and verbs. We’ll get to the...
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CHAPTER 3 As the month of October proceeded we dwellers of the two apartment buildings settled down into our own unique rhythms. Some units were all party, all of the time. Other units housed serious...
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CHAPTER 4 Jake stepped past Paul and began to walk toward where Dee Dee and I stood. The look on his face was unlike anything that I have ever seen before or since. It was without expression; stolid,...
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