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Another Old Sergeant story
Author ^ | 2007 | Steve Newton

Posted on 02/08/2007 3:41:31 PM PST by Steve Newton

The Old Sergeant was sitting at his make shift desk drinking a Jack, smoking and looking through a photo album that Sam had sent to him from Missouri. Dog was in his corner sleeping.


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The Old Sergeant was sitting at his make shift desk drinking a Jack, smoking and looking through a photo album that Sam had sent to him from Missouri. Dog was in his corner sleeping.

The sergeant was never much one to dwell on the past. But as he sat and started to go through the pictures of his career in the army a melancholy settled on him.

Military bases around the world. Some exotic places and some so desolate he would just as soon forget them.

Pictures of him at Ft. Leonard Wood. Pictures of his graduating class. As he perused the picture he saw that 60% of them were dead.

Others long retired.

Vietnam. Smith, Jones, Edwards, his buddies. Dead. Pictures of his friends came floating by his eyes. Johnson, his mentor in boot. Dead.

Johansson who had saved his life during Panama. Dead.

Grenada. Sam, who had pulled him out of a burning helicopter. Dead.

Tears started to form in his eyes as he continued to turn page after page. War and death had followed him all his life. Or he had followed war. He took another drink of Jack.

The first Gulf War. Eddy, Tom, John and Paul. Only one left that he knew of. Gulf War syndrome had claimed them.

Picture after picture. The smiling faces. How young they all were and full of piss and vinegar. He looked at his face in an old broken mirror hanging on the wall. Where had youth gone? Where was the young man that was going to save the world from evil all by himself? Gone: like most of his friends.

A deep sadness settled over the old sergeant. Was it worth it? The loss of friends? The loss of his youth? He had no family and few friends. He never had the time. Now he was alone. Maybe, just maybe it was time to go.

He couldn’t see himself sitting on his front porch in Missouri and rocking away his time.

But maybe it WAS time.

A knock on the door and the old sergeant quickly closed the photo album.

“Yes,” he said in an uncharacteristically low voice.

His corporal poked his head in. “Pappy, the men are lined up out front and want to speak with you.”

“What? What for, Corp’l?”

“Pappy, I have no idea. Just relaying the intel.”

Grumbling he got up and followed the corporal out into the compound. Dog followed close behind.

“Ok I’m here. What do you all want?”

“Pappy.” One of the goon squad said. “We figured we would take a picture of the whole platoon. We wanted you in it.”

The old sergeant stood stock still, memories flooding his mind.

Finally he walked over and took a knee in front of the men, Dog beside him. His men: His kids and his family. They were all smiling and flexing their muscles for the camera. Weapons brandished in dangerous looking poses.

He felt their energy run through him. He couldn’t leave these kids alone. He would stay. For now. The flash went off.

And there was a small smile on the Old Sergeant’s face.

One last smile for the camera.

© Steve Newton

For the whole story go to: http://theoldsergeant.homestead.com/CAMERA.html

All the Old Sergeant stories are fictional

To my Freeper family

Folks this will probably be the last Old Sergeant posted on the site. Book three has been finished and there will probably be no more. At least for now.

So enjoy and God bless you all and God bless our kids in harms way.

SN

1 posted on 02/08/2007 3:41:32 PM PST by Steve Newton
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To: Steve Newton

Ping me when the book comes out, please


2 posted on 02/08/2007 3:45:52 PM PST by Chickensoup (WE are the media....The New Media.)
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To: Steve Newton

Thank you Mr. Newton for your service to our country and thank you for this Old Seargeant story.


3 posted on 02/08/2007 3:48:18 PM PST by Cindy
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To: Chickensoup

I will and thank you

Steve


4 posted on 02/08/2007 3:50:32 PM PST by Steve Newton
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To: Cindy

Your very welcome Cindy

God bless

SN


5 posted on 02/08/2007 3:51:06 PM PST by Steve Newton
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To: Steve Newton; 1stbn27; 2111USMC; 2nd Bn, 11th Mar; 68 grunt; A.A. Cunningham; ASOC; ...

Oh my goodness. This just set me to cryin'.

I kinda feel like Old Sarge.

Please ping me, too, when the book comes out.


6 posted on 02/08/2007 4:21:23 PM PST by freema (Marine FRiend, 1stCuz2xRemoved, Mom, Aunt, Sister, Friend, Wife, Daughter, Niece)
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To: freema

I will

God bless ya

SN


7 posted on 02/08/2007 4:25:32 PM PST by Steve Newton
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To: Steve Newton
Please add me to the list of pinging when the book comes out....I enjoyed The Old Sergeant...

Semper Fi, Sir !!
8 posted on 02/08/2007 4:26:28 PM PST by Kimmers
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To: Kimmers

And Semper Fi to you!!

SN


9 posted on 02/08/2007 4:29:09 PM PST by Steve Newton
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To: Steve Newton

And God bless ya back!


10 posted on 02/08/2007 4:29:43 PM PST by freema (Marine FRiend, 1stCuz2xRemoved, Mom, Aunt, Sister, Friend, Wife, Daughter, Niece)
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To: Kimmers

Hiya, Kimmers.


11 posted on 02/08/2007 4:30:35 PM PST by freema (Marine FRiend, 1stCuz2xRemoved, Mom, Aunt, Sister, Friend, Wife, Daughter, Niece)
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To: freema
Hiya back, I appreciate the friendly acknowledgment
12 posted on 02/08/2007 4:35:46 PM PST by Kimmers
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To: Steve Newton
I remember one of my fellow Squad leaders, SSGT, Polish last name, lifer, good guy, left behind on the promotion trail, WW2, Korea, Viet Nam Vet, Three Star CIB guy.

Went insane during Tet, wrapped himself in flack jackets and refused to come out of the Bunker, I was just a kid, it still dwells.

13 posted on 02/08/2007 4:40:48 PM PST by Little Bill (Welcome to the Newly Socialist State of New Hampshire.)
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To: Kimmers

Yeah, I'm usually going 90 miles an hour.

Life's good, I hope.

(Wow. That was a good lil' batch of words : )


14 posted on 02/08/2007 4:42:21 PM PST by freema (Marine FRiend, 1stCuz2xRemoved, Mom, Aunt, Sister, Friend, Wife, Daughter, Niece)
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To: Little Bill

Oh my

Yes we probably all remember someone like the Old Sergeant.

And yes I understand. Some things----just wont go away.

All is well though.

Thank you for your service my friend.

And by the way there are a few old sergeant stories here: http://theoldsergeant.homestead.com/index.html

God bless

SN


15 posted on 02/08/2007 4:50:16 PM PST by Steve Newton
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To: freema

Speaking about a good batch of words....love the "God
Says" on your profile


16 posted on 02/08/2007 4:54:58 PM PST by Kimmers
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To: Steve Newton
Don't thank me, I just did what I had to do, as did many Generations of Americans. These "Old Sarges" made us get our Poop together, an amazing bunch of losers, according to my commie pals.

I remember my Platoon SGT, saying, "If you want to Die, don't listen to us!"

17 posted on 02/08/2007 5:15:19 PM PST by Little Bill (Welcome to the Newly Socialist State of New Hampshire.)
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To: Kimmers

Ah, Kimmers....those dear words courtesy of the dearest of the dear- LadyX. One of the most magnanimous souls God ever created, she now Guards the Streets of Heaven.

http://www.freerepublic.com/~ladyx/


18 posted on 02/08/2007 7:16:25 PM PST by freema (Marine FRiend, 1stCuz2xRemoved, Mom, Aunt, Sister, Friend, Wife, Daughter, Niece)
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To: freema

So beautiful...


19 posted on 02/08/2007 7:19:10 PM PST by Kimmers
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To: Kimmers; Little Bill; Steve Newton

Very.

I am deliciously sleepy. Gettin' while the gettin's good...I'm heading to sandmanland!

Sweet dreams.


20 posted on 02/08/2007 7:30:37 PM PST by freema (Marine FRiend, 1stCuz2xRemoved, Mom, Aunt, Sister, Friend, Wife, Daughter, Niece)
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