Then I got a small but good gotcha, I was sent to the Defense Language Institute Foreign Language Center and was taught Spanish. I liked it so much th...t I signed on for two more years and went back and learned Mandarin.I was on assignment in Germany, when a NATO base in Spain had a problem that was beyond their capabilities, and they had no Spanish speakers available to fix the problem. It turns out a local Spanish civilian hospital had an x-ray machine that just quit on them. I fixed it, and. The two stoves heated the entire house.Sawdust filled the spaces between the sheathing planks and the log walls for crude insulation. Under-layers of thick felt paper topped with layers of cracked wallpaper covered the downstairs log walls and the upstairs plank walls. Other than sawdust and layers of paper, the house had no insulation. When the wind blew, window drafts would flutter the flour-sack curtains Dee made with her foot treadle sewing machine. Winters in the Methow Valley commonly. Bennie set a couple of traps for an untouched area and we left. We would return early next morning.The next morning very early, we rode out. As we neared the traps, we could hear animal noises. Bennie said, "Janice, come with me. Kevin, Laura, Mitch, stay here until you hear me tell you to come or you hear a bunch of shooting."Kevin said, "I'll go so Janice will be safe."I quickly said, "I'll be fine and you would slow Bennie down. You don't know him as well as I and can't anticipate his. Stefan said hello to everyone as he passed,stopped when he saw me, then smiled that million-dollar smile of his andsaid "looking good, Cary" as he walked by. Then he slapped my ass, likea football player slaps his team-mate. I'd never played the game, butI'd seen such activity on t.v. For a second I wondered if the slap wassupposed to be followed by a slight caress, a small gesture ofaffection. Maybe that's how they did it in the NFL.My shock must have registered with a blush, which made.