Another post of Some kind later

BUT quickly: Whichever one of you told me to put vicks in very unlikely places — no, not there. It would hurt.

Anyway– “you magnificent bastard, I read your book!” I am better. Still extremely far from well, but you know? I’m starting to maybe believe hypothetically I might be well again some day.

And speaking of magnificent bastards in the best way: To the Eternal Glory of the Infantry shines the name, shines the name of Rodger Young.

Sorry, got up very late and the cats murdered ...