Hello,

I'm back from spending the last week getting poked, prodded, and flirting with the nurses.

Mike, it was hardest for me to relax, and not react unnecessarily, to this day I cannot be touched while I sleep, or I come out swinging, my hospital room had a note on the door which read do not touch patient if sleeping.

My second day home in '45, my mother touched me while I was half asleep in a chair in the living room to tell me dinner was ready, when my eyes opened I was holding her by the wrist and throat on the floor, looking back at that now, my mother always kept her distance from me after that.

In school, I was Captain of the boxing team, I was very good at football, I never horse played after the war. There were a few times over the years some loud mouth or another would try and call me out for a fist fight, and I would stop myself to keep my demeanor in check from the instant rage that would that would come over me, and walk away knowing I would most likely be the only survivor in what would quickly become a fight to the death.

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All the Best
Jack