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Gunny C. Part Two

Gunny C. Part Two

Gunny C was a Marine. He was a cook, by training, and a good one. He was the NCOIC (Noncommissioned Officer In Charge) of one of the best run dining facilities on Camp Lejeune. He and the unit had received several compliments, “Atta-boys,” and Letters of Recognition. Gunny C was also an alcoholic. He’d leaveContinue Reading Gunny C. Part Two

Gunny C

Gunny C

“I don’t belong here.” The voice sounded as if it rose up and out of a well.  I shifted my gaze from the paperwork on my desk and filling the doorway to my office was the largest man I have ever seen.  He stood six foot eight in socks, his shoulders grazed each side ofContinue Reading Gunny C

A Taste

A Taste

Several have asked me how the new book is coming and it’s almost finished.  I thought I’d give you all a taste.  Let me know what you think.     He captured her attention as he ambulated along the sidewalk. “Ambulating,” she whispered the word to herself, “such a clinical term for walking.” Her professorsContinue Reading A Taste