The Link, Vol. 9
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Excerpt from The Link, Vol. 9: December, 1951 Even the greenest boot knows that chief boatswain´s mates do not customarily force their friendship on lowly seamen. At the very least, if a chief so loses his sense of what is proper as to befriend a seaman, the seaman is well advised to show his awareness of the unusual honor that is being bestowed upon him. When Seaman Tom Sullivan, lying on his cot at the Naval Base, Yokosuka, Japan, saw Chief Boatswain´s Mate Duff approaching him in the otherwise empty room, he did exactly what you would not have expected him to do. Although Chief Duff´s ruddy face was distorted into a grimace he foolishly believed to be a friendly smile, Sullivan let the comic book fall from his limp hand, pulled the blanket over his face, and commenced snoring in an earth-shaking vibrato. Duff seated himself on the edge of an empty cot and tentatively thumped a hillock he judged to be Sullivan´s shoulder. "You know what, Sully? The day after tomorrow´s Christmas." There was no answer. "We got a pretty good lash-up here, Sully," Duff went on. "The barracks are warm, the sacks are okay, the chow´s good, and I´m even about ready to admit that the Japs are pretty good joes. But if there´s one time of the year I want to get away from the United States Navy, that one time of the year´s Christmas." He paused, but still there was no response from under the blanket. "Sully, you and me are going ashore for Christmas," Duff said, speaking slowly for greater effect. The blanket heaved convulsively, as if an electric current had suddenly been shot through the body underneath. The rhythm of the snoring was broken for a moment, and then started up again. Yet, it was plain that Duff was making progress. The blanket had shifted and Sullivan´s close-cropped red hair and shaggy eyebrows had come into view. But the single eye that was visible was still screwed determinedly shut. Duff´s voice grew even oilier. "Remember that trip we took to Atami? Just this afternoon I got to thinking about the time we had." Sullivan´s eyelid flickered open and a blue eye stared coldly at Duff. "I remember it all right," a grim voice said from under the blanket. "When I started out on that trip I was a petty officer first class in the United States Navy; when I came back I was on the way to being a seaman. I´m not saying whose fault it was. All I´m doing is telling you I haven´t forgotten that trip." "Aw, Sully," Duff protested. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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