Uncle Ralph had been a social drinker but he fell under the spell of hard liquor to wash away his problems. One night he lost it all when he was drivi...g home from a night at a local bar, stewed to the gills. He ran a red light in his stupor and took out an unlucky station wagon crossing the intersection in front of him at just the wrong time. He killed the driver, a young mother and a passenger, her infant son.When the cops got to the scene, my Uncle, his head resting on the steering wheel, was. We should stick together, guys, this is going grandly, in my opinion.”“Yeah, fantastic its goin’, and I don’t wanna have it end, but different hotels fawh de sleepuh and coach passengers I’m sure dey pick,” Josh groused, while looking longingly at Akilah, “stickin’ togethuh as a group, I was hopin’ we could do. Yuh know?”Akilah rubbed Josh’s knee with the palm of her hand, “Perhaps we could share a room,” she said with a fairly suggestive smile. The smile melted Josh’s heart further and made. .."I interrupted, " ... What fucking chopper is that..."Banzai interrupted me, " ... Jack, you're headed back to the base so the real surgeons can finish what I've started." Then he leans closer and whispers, "Just remember – don't let them know about your back."I asked, "Well, who the fuck is going to be your spotter?"The Butterbar said, "Sgt. Blaine told me I was going to be the spotter."I swore, "Hells Bells! What the fuck do you know about being a spotter? Banzai..."Banzai interrupted, ". Jos, I’m going to leave. If you need me, have your parents call me. I’ll come back. But I’m not going to sit here talking to a brick wall.”I turned and made it to the door before she called out.“Don’t go,” she pleaded.I walked back and sat down and took her hand.“Will you talk to me?”“Just hold my hand, please.”I looked over to Doctor Henderson who nodded slightly. I undid the Velcro strap around Jocelyn’s wrist and took her hand in mine and held it. About forty silent minutes later a doctor.