Some Friend

It had been a very long day for Dave Barber and I. He had filled in for me at my office while I was working a medical flight to Greeley, Colorado.

Earlier in the morning, Sgt. Tommy Jenkins was either shot by someone, had accidentally shot himself or had pulled the trigger on purpose. In any case, he needed more medical aid from a larger hospital than our base hospital could give him.

When I returned to the base, I offered to buy dinner for us. We also decided to go to a local mall and visit our favorite bookstore.

On the way home I decided I wanted to stop quickly at Deanna Hurless’ so I could tell her how Tommy was doing. She and I were both members of the base honor team and Tommy was the unit’s NCO in charge.

As I got out of the car, I told Dave I’ll only be a couple of minutes. He decided to stay in the car because he was too tired to expend anymore energy jus’ on a quick visit.

Two hours later it dawned on me that Dave was still waiting in the car. I rushed down stairs to find him sound asleep even thought the temperature was near zero degrees.

When he woke up, he looked at me and asked in a rather sarcastic tone, “A couple of minutes, huh?”

I had no excuse for my forgetfulness.

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