It is
the hour before midnight, on the harsh, gray flat asphalt road along the
banks of one of the Great Lakes . A truck races by like a
shadow, the moon glowing behind a small house. The car swiftly goes on
by, the dim light from the fogy night: --moon penetrating through the
fog onto the tuck and house, where a man is standing by the road; --
music is heard coming from the car, Rock & Roll, as this stranger
standing by the road, a man in a red plaid shirt, he stands erect, as if
he was Paul Bunion; standing in-between the road and the house as a
truck races by.
Anyhow, I took the sergeant up on the deal he offered. After
three months with the 101st in Dak To and Tuy Hoa, I was sent on a
temporary duty assignment (TDY) near the DMZ to learn field station
operations from the 8th Radio Research Unit at Trai Bac Station in Phu
Bai. From there it was off to Pleiku where we worked first in support of
the 25th Infantry Division and later the newly arrived 4th Infantry
Division.
Sometimes it is (1) attorney, sometimes it is (2) attorneys and
sometimes it involves the Judge. In this particular case, here is poor
little "Linda" getting a divorce from "Outdoor Bob". Prior to their
marriage, Linda had perfect credit and Outdoor Bob, being a rascal, had
ziltch for credit. Linda was told by Mom and Dad, don't marry that bum.
Well, love prevailed and they got married.
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Slowly they drive a little further up the road, find an area along the
road side, they can turn around the truck; --cliffs being on one side
and an embankment on the other that lead down to the lake itself. As
they make their turn, they straighten out the wheel, press hard on the
gas and get the hell going to the strangers house. He now takes a look about
the area, it is not the house, it is the top of tress by the lake; --the
shadows are forming the likes of a house. As he catches his breath, they
continue forward.
But there
is certainly good news for those who just have no idea where to
celebrate the holidays. You see, the Auburn Cord Duesenberg Museum is
actually inviting everybody for a big event. The event is to actually
celebrate the arrival of the new year, 2007. Come the last day of this
year, 31st of December, there would be a celebration and an event which
the museum dubbed as "A Classic New Year's Eve". No, the museum is not
going to give away some of their cars or even some of the Custom
buy truck flatbeds parts at the very least. It is perhaps a way
of saying thank you to all those auto lovers and to all of the public
who has wholeheartedly supported the auto museum through the year. Well,
since that was the only plan the three of us were able to come up with
that whole evening, I figured it was destiny. There really wasn't
anything else going on in my life so as dawn arrived we headed for the
Army recruiting office. There were, of course, some tests for me to
take. The end of the story is
we were able to get the lawyer for Ford Motor Credit to accept a much
lesser amount because he was trying to get a default judgment on his
fees. That was illegal here in Florida, so with his hands in the cookie
jar, he just wanted to get it over rather than have his name placed in
front of the Florida Bar Assn. It's hard to do anything. It's hard to button your pants or brush
your teeth, let alone jump off a three-story building into a pad. This
movie was the most physical thing I've ever had to do, and I had to do
it with a broken hand. It's the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my
life. Constantly having to take hits and fall and run through explosions
and get hit and beat up all day. Aside from my hand, I also got 25
stitches making this movie, in various parts of my body -- stuff that
had nothing to do with my hand.