The sun may be shinning right now beyond my two second-story living room/kitchenette windows, but it is freezing here in Pittsburgh! The man on the radio says today there will be a mix of clouds and sunshine with a high of only 15 and a windchill factor of -4. Whew! Fortunately I have plenty of food and beer and I don’t have to go outside. Being a full-time professional blogger has its advantages. My apartment is small but warm and I can sit at my workstation and blog and surf the web or assume my favorite position flat on my back with two pillows under my weary head and sip beer and continue to read the books I’ve checked out from the library: the mystery novel Longshot by Dick Francis and the novel Post Office by Charles Bukowski and the novel On The Road by Jack Kerouac.
After I publish this blog post I’ll do my deep breathing, flexibility and stretching exercises and then open a can of chili with beans. Chili with beans and crackers go well with cold beer.
Yesterday at Armand’s in Little Italy I was enjoying a beer as I sat at the bar next to the big window that looks out on Liberty Avenue. It was an overcast, gloomy wintry day. The two men on my right were around my age and both were veterans. One had served in Vietnam like I had served. Another Vietnam-era veteran came in and although he had stayed in the States during his time in the marines, the four of us were just shooting the breeze when the bartender came up and said someone at the other end of the bar wanted to buy all the veterans in the place a drink.
Eventually, the four of us wandered down and introduced ourselves to the man who had bought each of us a drink. He had served in a 105mm howitzer unit in Vietnam like I had done. He had been commissioned and had retired from the army. When he left one of the vets hugged him and the rest of us shook hands with him.
Of the five of us three of us had served in Vietnam. Two had service in the artillery in ‘nam and one had been in the infrantry in ‘nam. One had been a corpsman stateside and one had been in supply stateside. It’s a small world…
Hail to Pitt!
“…but I still remember the refrain of one of the most popular barrack ballads of that day which proclaimed most proudly that ‘old soldiers never die; they just fade away.’ And like the old soldier of that ballad, I now close my military career and just fade away, an old soldier who tried to do his duty as God gave him the light to see that duty.”–Douglas MacArthur
“War is hell on earth. The Vietnam War will always be with me. I guess it’s the same for all fighting men and women throughout the history of humankind and for those civilians caught up in the carnage of war.”–Guy Hogan
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This is Guy Hogan reporting for the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette. All photos used for this blog post were sampled from Egoallstars. Become a regular visitor to my diary/smut magazine. Bookmark it or follow it or signup for your free email subscription right now.