Gilbert Morris by The Angel of Bastogne

Author:The Angel of Bastogne
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Christmas Stories, Fiction, Religion, Historical Fiction, Veterans, Christmas, Christmas & Advent, Christian, Angels, Holidays, Sagas, 1944-1945, Battle of The, 1939-1945, Christian Fiction, Historical, World War, Love Stories, Ardennes, General, Reporters and Reporting - Illinois - Chicago, Religious
ISBN: 9780805432916
Publisher: B&H Fiction
Published: 2005-10-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Dad, I’d like for you to meet Dr. Charlene Delaughter. Charlene, this is my dad, William.”

“I’m so happy to meet you, Willie. I’m Charlene.”

Willie Raines smiled and put out his hand. When the tall woman standing before him took it, he said, “I think I see some of your dad in you, Miss Charlene.”

“People always said I resembled Dad.”

“Well, you two sit down. I want to hear all about your trip, and I want to hear about your dad. We were really close when we were in Europe.”

“I know. I brought a whole stack of his letters with me that he mailed from there. Some of them by the old V-mail. You remember them?”

Willie took the packet tied with a black ribbon, and after he had loosened it, he picked up one of them. “I had forgotten about these. Brings back old times.”

“Dad was a great letter writer.”

“I remember that. He was always scribbling away, even when the bullets were flying overhead.”

Charlene smiled and shook her head. “I don’t know if I should let you read these or not, Sergeant. They might make you swell up with pride. He had a lot of wonderful things to say about his squad leader.”

The sunlight filtered through the window to Willie’s left. It highlighted his face so that the lines of age became more evident. His eyes half closed, and his lips moved for a moment silently. Then he brightened up and said, “I remember your Dad got ahold of some eggs somewhere. Probably stole them from a farmhouse. It was on the day before I got punctured. There were six of us there and five eggs, so when your dad brought them back, there was some argument on how to divide them up. Everyone wanted an egg that day. We were starving, just about. Nothing but K rations for two or three days.”

“How did you do it, Dad?”

“Well, Billy Bob Watkins laughed at us and told us the answer. ‘Just scramble ’em,’ Billy Bob said. So that’s what we did. It’s been a long time, but I still remember how good those eggs tasted. I don’t know where he got it, but Lonnie Shoulders had some hot sauce, a little bottle of it. He just about baptized his. I tried a little of it and near about burned my tongue off. Chief always did like hot stuff like that.”

“We’re off to see Pete Maxwell’s family in a few days, Dad. Charlene’s got an open date.” He grinned and said, “Pretty nice to have a private plane just to chauffeur me around. Makes me feel important.”

Willie put his eyes on Charlene and said, “This young whippersnapper behaving himself?”

“Pretty well, Willie. Why? Did you think he wouldn’t?”

“No. I knew he would. He’s a good boy. Always has been.”

“I don’t know about that,” Ben said quickly. “I can remember a few times you didn’t seem to think so.”

“You were just a boy, and you missed out on a lot. I don’t know if he

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