"I'm afraid to think."
"Well it sure as hell ain't, 'Why don't you float up and drop anchor sometime, big boy?'"
Before I could turn around, he saw me. C.W. was in a shape he’d used before, the Vietnam War soldier. “Come,” he said. “Sit.”
“Come on in. I want to show you something.”
|Happy 50th Sgt. Pepper. - C.W.|