But first, The VP debate was last nite……who won?  Who cares?  The Right will say Ryan…he could have fallen asleep and they would have given him the win….the Left will point to Biden….and I would rather relive sad memories from Vietnam than watch another optical illusion known as presidential debates……the lousy polls will indicate who took the night.

I had just started corresponding with the sister of a fellow grunt who had died….she was very special and I had a number of fantasies about her……..

Miss Jackson

Light from the sea

Adds a glow of beauty,

To your body,

And does wonders for the psyche.

Your hair is auburn,

Your skin is fair.

Your body the sun did burn,

But not your hair.

You are all that has beauty.

You are all that matters to me.

Hand in hand,

We walk in the sand,

And when we will kiss,

I shall hear the Band.

Damn!

This poem is dumb, My fingers are numb.

I had too much to think

Which is far worse

Than too much to drink.

CHUQ                           17Aug1969