I couldn't really decide what I wanted to do after the war. The G.I. Bill said I could go to college and my dear ole' Uncle Sam would pay for it. But I was too old at 23 to be going back to the halls of academia. And when you've lived two-and-a-half years waltzing with the Grim Reaper and stepping on his toes at every turn, it's a bit difficult to sit in a lecture taking notes and chewing gum.
That still left the question unanswered: what was a 23-year-old war veteran going to do?
Neville Hunt almost 7 years ago
I love the image of young Jake waltzing with the Grim Reaper. I guess that while he's waltzing, it's difficult for ole Grim to be scything.
Christopher almost 7 years ago
That's true. Thanks for reading.
Indigo Estoria almost 7 years ago
I waltzed through the first few posts. I'm ready for the next! Lol
Christopher almost 7 years ago
Thanks, Indigo. I'm going to try to post at least three or four a day.
Christopher almost 7 years ago
Thanks so much, Robbin.
Christopher almost 7 years ago
Thank you, Drew.