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* 'I was a Wartime Transvestite for Uncle Sam!************* TJ Ryder**** ******************** *************** Chapter 1********* Reform School Romance!*** I couldn't believe that all I got from my uncle Bill when he died after all he said to me about my being hisfavorite grand nephew was an old diary from World War II.** I mean I thought we got along pretty darn good, and its not like he had any money or anything, just another oldgeezer in an assisted care center who if he ever had anythinghad to get rid of it all for the state to provide nursinghome care. *** But then when I read the note in the car, "Dear Tim,this is especially for you!* I hope you, unlike me, find yourreal path in this world, because you only go through once,or at least I'm about to find out!"** Bill always had a good sense of humour, and for somereason of all the great nephews and nieces and extended cousinswe hit it off somehow.* But you know you could always tell hewanted to tell me something, and I guess this was it, anold leather bound diary.** That's when I lost two days of my life, because when I got back to the sophomore dorm in college, I didn't put it down till I finished it, and then my lifechanged a lot, but that's another story.******************************************** **************Diary of William Terence Phillips!** "April 3rd, 1944, Akron Ohio!* Ohio State Reformatoryfor Boys!"*** Yup, still here, and I was hoping now that I turned18 they'd give me early parole, or at least let me jointhe army, but no such luck.* Looks like I'm serving thefull 3 years for car theft.***** Funny thing though, this place isn't all that bad, Imade some new friends, and since my family has practicallydisowned me bahis şirketleri (http://www.champavo.com/) I need em!* Finished my GED testing, did pretty good.* While I liked being an older boy here,I'm sort of still in the middle.* I stopped growingat 5'6" and remained small boned and beardless likedad I guess, which has like, good and bad points, likeeverything in here.* It's not like hard time, in factits pretty safe.* But after lights out, well, a boy like mehas to adapt to reality. *** I was learning a trade even, electrician, and I seemto develop an aptitude for it.* And then, the militaryrecruiters came by, well, they were actually officers ofthis new group from the USO and the Veterans Affairs somethingalthough I didn't know that then.** I was playing baseball during our free period atthe reform school when someone in a suit came out and read my name, and I was already wondering what it was aboutand if it was worth going over the wall for when theyhad three other names before mine.** Taylor,* Present!** Coleridge,* Here!** Jackson,** Yassuh!** Leroy Jackson was the one name that convinced me toanswer here, because he was 1: black 2: a sissybottom andmost important,* 3:* he never did nothing wrong!Well, before lights out that is.* I mean I had a Plan B!* I had long figured out the weak spot!My route planned to the laundry truck; a reform school isn'tlike stir, it isn't all that hard to get out of, the problem waswhat to do in the world with a felony record if you exit.I'd just get picked up right away again and I was due for parole in less than a year!It has to be worth it, and for the first time in a year Ireally hadn't done anything that bad."Phillips!""Here!" I said.** Later, standing in a bahis firmaları (http://www.champavo.com/) hallway inside, still wearing baseball uniforms, I wondered how they would continue the game withoutus, as I was looking at the other guys.* Kind of like me,I thought!* Two white boys totally clueless and being constantlyvictimized and Leroy, who knew the score even before I did!** Leroy was the only one to ask, and he just shook his head.** "Ah don know nuffin bout nuffin!* Fo real!"** The last sentence was looking me right in the eye and Inodded.** Okay, I says to myself, sitting on the wooden bench like Ihad been* a dozen times, not recently though, getting readyfor parole, I just leaned back and instantly dozed off. Nothinglike being just outside the Reform School Warden's office forsecurity and an excellent spot to take a snooze!* You got totake advantage of whatever you get there.** I must have been gone off for thirty minutes or more cuz the bench was empty when I heard my name.** "Phillips!"** "Um, y-yes, Here!"** "In the office, Phillips!" the guard said tiredly.** "Yes Sir!"** Inside I was facing two men in army dress uniforms andthe assistant warden.* Apparently what was going on wasn't important enough for the warden so I just adopted my usualshell-like stance, neutral totally.** The middle aged Major with the doctor's insigniasmiled at me, surprising in itself.** 'So, Terry Phillips, just turned 18, kind of hopingfor early parole I guess, huh?"** You get used to being talked about in the third personwhile still in the room.* I just nodded, my face blank.** "Iv'e been looking at your record here, Phillips, mayI call you Terry?"* I said nothing, they would talk to meanyway they wanted anyway.** kaçak bahis siteleri (http://www.champavo.com/) "Two counts of car theft, not a lot for a maximumsentence, did you ever think of that?"** I shrugged!* Never give em anything!** "Course your family not showing up at court probablydidn't help much!" *** That one stung a little but I just stood there likea wooden indian!* Tears dried up at least two years ago.** "He's tough, hard!" the other one said about me, alieutenant I think although at the time I didn't know ranksso well.** "That might be an advantage here!" the major saidwithout breaking eye contact.* "Listen Terry, we can offeryou an out and also do your country a service. We noticedyour interest in the file of joining the armed forces ifyou made that last parole!" I might have flinched but stillmanaged a slight shrug.* Never give em anything!** "We have a slight problem with our veterans groups.So many young men, traumatized, shell shock, even disabled,concentrated in single spots, with no women.* Some readyto rejoin the active service, but they need," he paused,'socialization!"* He caught my eyebrow and smiled.** "It means, they haven't quite returned to normal yet,not enough for the war, if that is normal!* They need some socialization experience.* Some who cares for themas a person instead of a nurse or doctor or companycommander!"** At this point I was totally lost and it must haveshowed in my face. I was prepared to deny a lot of stuffthat I did and didn't do but this was completely strangeterritory.** "We need more girls!"* The lieutenant said bluntly!** My mouth definitely dropped open!** The major smiled, "frankly put, but true.* Do you have any idea what its like to be without a woman in months,years even for many of these young men?* And facing manytraumatic experiences and now we need them to face themagain.* We have no resources in our budget for this, recruitingwomen for our social venues, dances and such.