I had just been through Army training
OK, it was the National Guard
At best it was the heat in Yakima
I was a Radio operator and ammo handler
Basically I plugged in phone calls and ran wires
Hungarians fight reds Elvis the Pelvis
Gains record TV audience, I have all his records
The year before the Air Force boot camp was in trouble
They were sending troupes to the roller rink
Patterson takes heavyweight title
Americans still like Ike as President
Bridget Bardot, I was in love with a french girl
Don Larsen pitches perfect game in World series
I have his signed ball in my collection
But I also have Ryan Leaf's rose bowl helmet
The Air Force had to prove themselves boot camp
was hard and demanding and I was sent to Great Lakes
First six months of military was boot camps
Soviet tanks crush Budapest revolt
Part of being loaned to the Navy was Navy boot camp
The drill sergeant was a Marine Sargent
He considered all Airman as being sissies
I told him we didn't wear white night gowns
and asked him to meet me out of uniform
He pulled my gas mask off and I cried
He made me run bivouac twice real men stay quiet
They shot real bullets over our heads and real tear gas
I was getting real buff and real skinny muscular
That's when I came down with the Asian flu
I was put into the "Death Ward", Most there died
But for one Navy Nurse who really like me I would have
I was told she stayed day and night after work with me
When my temperature was over 103 she gave me Spitz baths
I am not proud of this I was nineteen she in her thirties
I came out of a coma and shipped out the next day
I was very shy never thought of someone being attracted to me
Embarrassed that she had seen me without clothing
I turned my head not making eye contact and said, "Thank you!"
So many things I regret I shipped to Randolph without knowing her name
What I am deeply ashamed of is she was not good looking
I had not learned yet to not judge anyone on looks alone
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