Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Remembering the Old Days at Soldier of Fortune, and Toasting Absent Companions

I met recently with some friends  who got me to reminiscing about the old days, the Soldier of Fortune days, and when we used to run with Miskito Indians and other rebels. As my companions and I sat dockside at a favorite spot in the Big Land of Open Carry, we all got a bit morose over absent companions. I thought in particular of brave Mackenzie, with whom I plotted the invasion of Nicaragua. Which is a story for another day....  Meanwhile, In light of the coming holiday, I was reminded anew that our combat losses include those who have served without reflective belts. And then I found this vid...

9 comments:

FULRO Mike said...

Raise a glass. And one more to Suze, you always were one of the best.

Carney said...

Raise a glass.

Anonymous said...

Ah the Good Ole Days: YELLOW FRUIT; Task Force ORANGE; GRAZING LAWN; CANVAS SHIELD; CAYMAN JAW; QUIET FALCON; Maya Hotel and Bar; Kloster's Restaurant; Dante's Disco; Gauchos Grill; T'Galpa Holiday Inn; and lest we forget, ROYAL CAPE, etc. We did the best we could, considering some of the senior leadership who were -- to be polite -- just were not up to the task at hand.

Susan Katz Keating said...

Ah, Kloster's.... I have heard many a tale thereof... Thank you, Anon, for your service and your memories.

Grumpy said...

Sue,

That are so many emotions and memories that you have brought back to life. I actually believe some of them would scare the living daylights out of you. I do believe many of us have memories that seem almost in another dimension. But you have been nice enough to open your website and your heart to a bunch of "Auld parts" and allow us in. There was an "Old Hold in the Wall Restaurant" in the DC area. This was a hangout for many of the folks who were attacks to Intel Community, literally everybody carried a weapon. This one day, a real smart character who did his homework, decided he was going to rob this place. He the police would never find this place. Actually, most of the time, there was always a police officer in this place. But in reality, the police were not this characters major issue, it was the daily customers that he needed to worry about. As you can well imagine, he pulls his 22 caliber pistol and all you heard was a monumental click. To say the least, the waitress walked over and said, "If you ever get out, first, to use self a favor and do your homework!" A patrolman stopped by and gave him a favor and arrested him. I must admit there were some very funny times and also some very tough times. We tend to remember the fun times and also remember very tough times.

Grumpy said...

Sue,

"Attacked to the the IC" = attached to the IC

Susan Katz Keating said...

Grumpy, it's the other way around - I am honored that all you warriors, irregular and otherwise, feel comfortable enough to hang out at my place, and to share your stories. Yours are always welcome. More! More! But I betcha that restaurant wouldn't have skeert me. I prob'ly would have felt right at home....

*click*

; )

Grumpy said...

Susan,

There is nothing that you have said that surprises me. In fact, I have this hunch, that your path have crossed. I am saying an awful lot when I say that, the event occurred more than 45 years ago and I was in my very early 20's. This also means you are not a young lady, just a wise one. I must admit, I really laughed when I saw that the "click" at the bottom.

John Marani said...

Raise a glass. You honor us all with your sacrifice.