(Annpolis BOQ, Saigon, 1969)   Editor’s Note: this article would have appeared somewhere before yesterday’s installment, which featured some post-fu feverish enthusiasm. All episodes will be meticulously reviewed to remove outright hallucinations.   The first two days of the Vietnam experience began, for most of the people in this part of Rex’s story, at the […]

  The last full moon of the old decade still hangs in the Virginia sky as the world below is sleeping off the follies of the first morning. I have nothing social to blame on the way I feel. The sickness had come on suddenly, and the memory of the last three dozen hours are […]

Pied a terre is French, I think. Being an illiterate in multiple languages I always work in context and thought the phrase meant a “piece of earth.” Like you would have a “piece of earth” in town. That was close enough for Government work, but I was informed recently that it actually means “a foot […]

My cracked tooth requires me to attend Navy sick call for (I hope) the last time. I discovered it while flossing vigorously yesterday. The filling on the last upper molar on the right side assumed independent life and I realized suddenly how vulnerable I am to the disintegration of my body. I have a few […]