Monday, January 3rd, 2011

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2:14a	@@@@@It was really something special"I don't @@@@@It was really something special"I don't know," he muttered"Lots of people feel like that, and then for some reason they bust up, or they go sour on each other "We wouldn't have busted up, RedI'm telling ya, she loved me He thought about this, and his face became tenseHe wrapped his blanket around him and then said, "She couldn't have been lying, Red, she's not that kind of girl He was silent, and then blurted out suddenly, "You don't think she coulda been lying to me, do ya?" "Naw, she wasn't," Red said"Naw, she didn't lie, but people change, you know "Not her," Wyman said"It was different with us His voice expressed the frustration he felt at being unable to put his feeling into words Red thought of the mother Wyman would have to support if he married his girl, and he had a quick elliptic knowledge of everything that would contain- -- the arguments, the worries over money, the grinding extinction of their youth until they would look like the people who walked by them in the park -- it was all clear to RedIt would not be this girl for Wyman but it would be some other, and it did not matter because both girls would look the same in thirty years and Wyman would never amount to very muchHe saw a future vista of Wyman's life, and rebelledHe wanted to be able to tell Wyman something more comforting than the fact that it didn't matterBut he could think of nothing, and he settled back in his blankets"Aaah, you better try to sleep it off, kid," he said "Yeah, okay," Wyman murmured Like a relapsing fever, Red had again the familiar ache of age and sadness and wisdom Croft and Martinez had not received any mail either; they never got any Ridges was given a letter from his fatherIt was written laboriously on coarse ruled paper into which the pencil lines had cut deeplyRidges gave it to Goldstein to read for him It went: Dere Son, we one and al of us miss you, the crop was harvest, and we made som little money, enuff to kepe us, Thank the (Comment on this)
2:22a	@@@@@You'd think we weren't men But immediately @@@@@You'd think we weren't men But immediately afterward he knew that his anger also stemmed from fearFive years ago I woulda told that doctor offIt was one of the old jokers, and it was even worse in the ArmyA man had to take crap even if it was just by keeping his mouth shutYou don't last a month if you do everything you want, he told himselfAnd yet nothing was worth doing if you let yourself be pushed aroundThere was no way to figure that one out He was startled by Wilson's voice"C'mon, Red, let's go They began to walk together Wilson was silent, and his broad high forehead was puckered in a frown"Red, Ah wish we hadn't gone on that sick call "Ah gotta have an op-per-ration "You going to the hospital?" Wilson shook his head"Naw, that doc said it can wait till the campaign's over "What's the matter with ya?" "Damn if Ah know," Wilson said"That guy in there said Ah'm all shot to hell inside He whistled for a moment, and then added, "Mah old man died from an op-per-ration an' Ah don' like none of it "Aaah," Red said, "it ain't too bad, or they'd be doin' it now "Ah jus' cain't figger it out, RedYou know Ah had a dose five times and Ah cured it every single timeBuddy of mine told me about this thing, it's called pirdon or pridion or somepin like that, and Ah jus' took it, an' it fixed me up fine, but that doc says it didn't' "He don' know what the score is "Aw, he's a sonofabitch, all right, but the thing is, Red, Ah'm all shot to hell ins (Comment on this)

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