Hooah

Deborah Hendrick on Wednesday, July 2nd, 2008

During the Vietnam war, Danny served as an Army medic—in northern Italy. The most dangerous thing he did, he joked, was administer first-aid to officers’ wives who’d sprained their ankles while skiing in the Dolomites. Later on he worked for a man who had been intelligence specialist in ’67, stationed along the wall at Checkpoint Charlie. Sometimes they would get together and talk about the Army, because outsiders never understood just how cold the cold war was.

When the Wall fell, Danny called his friend, but he was drunk, laughing and crying, and singing a bawdy bar song in German.

2 Responses to “Hooah”

TracieC Says:
July 14th, 2008 at 2:56 pm

Deborah – I found your site thanks to the Fire Ant Gazette. Being curious, I checked it out and promptly spent an hour of company time reading your stories. The next day, I found “The Mission” and HAD to limit myself to two installments a day – okay, sometimes 3 – in order to actually get some work done. Your writing is so enjoyable that I loose track of time (plus hiding what is my computer screen is becoming more of a challenge – those pesky bosses!).

Thanks for sharing your talent. I look forward to your next story…T

Deborah Hendrick (27 comments.) Says:
July 14th, 2008 at 4:04 pm

Thank you Tracie, and I’m glad you enjoyed “The Mission.” Please don’t get in trouble at work!

 

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