Gus

Many are the 'characters' I met while serving my nation. Seems there's always one who stands out in every organization! In Bermuda (where I fought the Korean War) was such a cuss. He was my bunkmate and he went by the name of Gus! Gus was the old man of the outfit, a staff sergeant as I recall. He'd been up and down the ranks and boozing caused his fall! Never to be promoted beyond 'staff'', he was happy with his lot. Gus floated on cloud nine as long as he had his daily tot! Near payday, funds depleted, out of booze, in a nervous funk, He'd surreptitiously place this beseechng note upon my bunk: "My boy, may I propose for your benevolent consideration, A temporary loan for relief from my dire financial situation?" Now, how could I deny his plea phrased in such flowing verse! Besides, on payday, he'd promptly seek me out to reimburse! On paydays, Gus and his pals were wont to go on a spree! He'd relieve his bloated bladder nigh any convenient tree, Proclaming, "Wherever you may be let your water flow free!" (For some reason the local constables happened to disagree!) Gus was a good man and I enjoyed our comradely association, Despite his innate proclivity for intemperate intoxication! Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired © All Rights Reserved