I spent the afternoon with Gene Touchstone. First time in thirty-four years. He looks great and almost the same as he did in Nam. He might have gained three pounds. My mind is racing 100 MPH. Will write more tomorrow when my head slows down. It was a good thing we weren't drinking. We could have won the war all by ourselves. We are already plotting for the reunion. Maybe by then I can get his butt into the computer age and join us on site.