The rain had stopped and there was a big puddle in front of the bar
just outside the American Legion Post.
A rumpled old Navy Chief was standing near the edge with a fishing
line in the puddle.
A curious young Marine fighter pilot came over to him and asked what
he was doing.
"Fishing," the old Chief simply said.
"Poor old chief," the Marine officer thought to himself and invited
the old Navy Chief into the bar for a drink.
As he felt he should start a conversation while they were sipping
their spirits, the young jet pilot winked at another pilot and asked
the Chief, "How many have you caught today?"
"You're number 14," the old Chief answered, taking another sip from
his double shot of 12-year-old Scotch, "2 Air Force, 3 Navy and 9
Marines.”
MOPH Patriots. If you plan on fishing this coming Saturday, maybe you can pickup a fishin' buddy at the Chapter 711 10:00 am meeting at the Sumemerlin I-HOP. Come at 9 am for breakfast and tell us your fish tales.
--
Len Yelinek
Commander
Las Vegas Chapter 711
Military Order of the Purple Heart
(702) 362-7673-h (702) 460-0769-c
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