THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter IV

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Six, Chapter IV

The Galaxy was headed for Travis Air Force Base, which meant, since Travis was about sixty-five miles northeast of the airport in San Francisco, that Dave and I would have to make that trip and then fly commercial home, he to Scottsdale and me to Albuquerque.  There...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XXIX

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XXIX

We flew on toward the night, the oval porthole set into the curved fuselage of the plane allowing for direct view now that the craft was turned toward the west and the sun wasn’t dancing all over the plexiglass, making everything outside look like it was covered in...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five Chapter XXVII

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five Chapter XXVII

I stopped at the edge of the parking lot, the dust and debris from the departing CH-53 helicopter downdraft settling around me. Marcinko stood in front of me, looking like some kind of imitation Marlin Brando kind of Harley guy, his hair in a bun at the back of his...
THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XXV

THE COWARDLY LION, Volume Five, Chapter XXV

The training began immediately, but it wasn’t real training. There were no calisthenics or any of what was so common to Marine training, but there was running, not in the outside, racing through the wondrous areas of conditioned and well-managed tropical paradise. No,...

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