I guess the tontine is over.
Here’s to you, boys. To Ryan, who died in W.W.I, the war to end all wars. To Gianelli, who died in the war after that. To Stein, the joker of the crowd. And to Gresky, my best friend who just passed away in Tokyo. You were the friends of my youth. My comrades through thick and thin and everything in between. I drink to your memories. I loved you fellows, one and all.
Heart: broken.
Some people might think I’m too young to have any “real” connection to M*A*S*H, and to them I say; re-runs.
