I miss him to this day, he is someone I would have wanted to stay in touch with after the war. My first combat zone mentor, commander and father figur... died at the ripe old age of twenty-nine. I went back to Vietnam for a second tour as an Army Aviator in 1972. I wasn’t supposed to go back, I was supposed to go someplace else—Thailand had been mentioned—but not the RVN. I was fed some BS about an emergency requisition in view of my specific advanced training. When I got there I was not assigned. The dog's prick thundered in her clenched fist. She could barely span the fat width in her hand. It felt like a bar of heated iron. Molly was licking her lips without realizing what she was doing. Her tongue knew what it wanted before her mind did.Would she dare to tell Claire about this? she wondered.God, how hot Claire would get if Molly were to tell her that she had jerked a dog off in her face! Molly didn't think that Claire would be disgusted by it, knowing Claire as she did. Maybe Molly. Admiral PellingtonUSS DownleyRevised orders as follows:Continue to engage opposing fleet and enemy fleet support. Ensure enemy fleet does not lend support against own troops. Follow previous orders unless in conflict with these said orders.“God damn it,” he mutters. When he notices most of the crew on the bridge is staring at him awaiting command orders he brings his attention back. “Communications back up and running?” he asks.“Not fully, sir,” the communication officer answers. “We only have. Now I better go before Tiny comes up looking for me. Jon, this time, will you please stay in bed until you're well enough to come home?" I'll try Myrna, but you know me. I can only lay here for just so long before I have to do something. Keep me posted about what happens tomorrow, will you? I am worried about some of the people from the church trying to grab her. Tell Tiny I said to be extra vigilant." Don't worry, Jon, Sally and I talked and she will be by my side through the whole thing. Now.