Posts Tagged ‘memory’
I had an army helicopter boyfriend who once pissed off the Sergeant Major (“Don’t touch the General’s Teletype Operator!”) by yelling like that in the last panel.
See the rain? Pathetic Fallacy. I are edumicated.
Just takes a little happy about somebody he loved to peel the old DESERT Peach right out of the cynical war officer. It’s still there.
And a flashback-within-a-flashback.
I can get away with this because my readers can Keep Up. You usually do.
Flashback! Yes, that’s the Peach down there. All he’s got left is his dignity.
Recognize Uncle Melvin?
He has a home, at least. With people who value him now.
The memories in this series always go back to Paris.
I love Paris.
So every time you see that earring, remember who gave it to him.
Dan said Vietnam soldiers of his time called the North Vietnamese (commonly called “Charlie” in most references) “Mr. Charles” as a token of respect and recognition. That’s how Udo’s using it – soldier is soldier, schnapps is schnapps.
Winzig’s fear button has been shut off — but those of you who remember his American tent-mate in North Africa will probably understand why a live file pops open in his head when he hears a possible reference. They were practically married, at least in the way that lets us squabble over dirty socks on our cot.
Hm… page missing here? If it is, tell Dave (his email on the left) what you’re seeing. We don’t always see the same things here, especially since I’m using a Mac.
Well, that’s often the problem.
Having a brother with a good memory is like having a conscience.
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