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The Dayroom

The Dayroom

Do you know what I mean

The dayroom was open to personnel not on duty. The television was on. A few troops sat in open seats responding to questions on Jeopardy. The pool balls clicked softly.

Two fellows talked quietly. One just back from 'Nam.

"You spent a lot of time out in the field, sort of changing," said the Marine.

"How's that?" asked the sailor. 

"You decided you could do things. It was okay 'cause women weren't around."

With hesitance, "Yeah, I understand."

"So, you think it's still okay, now?"

"Not for me, Corporal," and rose up to leave. "Be careful, man," leaving the dayroom.



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