stories

"If you've heard this story before, don't stop me, because I'd like to hear it again." ~ Graucho Marx

Old soldiers love to tell stories.  I am no exception.  Through the years, as we tell them, we skew facts, forget names, dates, and places, and, perhaps, just for fun, embellish the story a bit. 

I knew that I wanted to write when I retired.  I thought the best way to start would be to type out my stories, those tales I have told over the years and a few I have never told.

Here are some of my tall tales and war stories.

wahoma

the ufo

comics

mandolin rain

woodlawn

safe

too young to drive

chief pin cushion and beaker washer

don't come home tonight

motion man

the cult

no no-gos

kp

soldier names

fishugh and neely

a photo too far

meeting kady

under the tennis ball

why i don't drive chevys

huggin and a chalkin

there's a bug in my ear

forty below

hootie-hoo

stranger in a strange land

john's on the bus

sheep swatters

e's playground

a war song

the girl in barracks

broken knife

osko, i gotta go

turk coffee

the maury river and me

boy, you better find that dog

horror at sunrise

the alarm clock was not set properly

i used to be

cleaning the barracks lights

not racing petty

the little things

hot butt

wrestling the gods

northern ireland medal

notes to my grandkids

the kedis

bess

the sands of time by p. schuyler miller

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