Gularte and Manning walked into the restaurant, both laughing as they crossed the short distance to my table. I didn’t smile when they took the available chairs on both sides of me. Lorraine appeared with ‘bad tea’ for Manning and a cup of coffee for Gularte. Neither of them had spoken to her or asked for anything. The tea cannister Lorraine had acquired from somewhere, seeming to indicate that it might hold a good chunk of real quality tea leaves was actually filled with a couple of Lipton tea bags she’d emptied into it.
“I presume I’m paying the bill?” I asked, radiating a certain discontent through my tone and demeanor. In reality, I was hiding the fact that I was more afraid than discontented. I was afraid I had dug myself, with help, into a hole that had either no way out or would cause me, my wife and Julie great harm in getting out of or even trying to get out of.
James, Major questions leave us hanging… What will June Cobb say? Will Mrs. Beasley ever speak again? Who is the genuine Richard?
“being institutionalized on medication” was all the VA had for a long time. See “The Body Keeps the Score” by Bessel Van Der Kolk, M.D.. He walked away from them when he realized it just didn’t work.
Trivia: Camel cigarettes tasted like straw. The strongest American cigarette. In the camel image on the pack there is a women with her hands on her hips plus a leaping lion.
Some minor editing suggestions follow:
both laughing as they cross the short distance to my table
Maybe “crossed” instead of “cross”
both laughing as they crossed the short distance to my table
ever having left his face.
Seems the idea is that Gularte keep smiling so “never” instead of “ever”
never having left his face.
now this is what I’m talking about. Great imported tea
Capitalize “Now”
Now this is what I’m talking about. Great imported tea
Lorraine’s finder’s fee, covering a ‘finding’ she’d never made
In Chapter 29 Lorraine did set up an appointment with Manning. You did not close the sale in the initial meeting.
“My Marine Corps running shorts and that was it?”
Comma instead of question mark
“My Marine Corps running shorts and that was it,”
Richard was a professional I knew, I just didn’t know
Period after “knew”
Richard was a professional I knew. I just didn’t know
I liked Richard but I’d shoot him in a heartbeat if became necessary
Add “it” after “if”
I liked Richard but I’d shoot him in a heartbeat if it became necessary
I might only relieve myself if it by being institutionalized
“of” instead of “if”
I might only relieve myself of it by being institutionalized
I knew Julie was greatest supporter I had on the planet, save my wife
Add “the” before “greatest”
I knew Julie was the greatest supporter I had on the planet, save my wife
his potential relationship with dangerous, and potentially lethal, woman.
Maybe add “a” before “dangerous”
his potential relationship with a dangerous, and potentially lethal, woman.
“Claymore?” Manning repeated, in question, the teacup in his hand
Maybe “questioningly” instead of “in question”
“Claymore?” Manning repeated questioningly, the teacup in his hand
I lot of men were over there but not that many
“A” instead of “I”
A lot of men were over there but not that many
meeting to one between Richard and I over a training issue
Better “me” rather than “I”
meeting to one between Richard and me over a training issue
newly opened streets that had been built in surround all the jetties, piers and support structures
Maybe “to” instead of “in” after “built”
newly opened streets that had been built to surround all the jetties, piers and support structures
where the Cobb yacht was ported
Maybe “docked” instead of “ported”
where the Cobb yacht was docked
“docked” is more location
“ported” is more cost of staying at marina
If Richard was onboard or not
Maybe “Whether” rather than “if”
Whether Richard was onboard or not
There was no gang plank connecting the yacht’s hull
Single word “gangplank”
There was no gangplank connecting the yacht’s hull
I wondered where the Navy or whomever could acquire
“whoever” instead of “whomever” It’s subject of sentence.
I wondered where the Navy or whoever could acquire
“Whom else would it be?
“who” instead of “whom”
Close quote
“Who else would it be?”
“I didn’t bring the others.
Close quote
“I didn’t bring the others.”
gave me the feeling of being in Marine Corps again
Maybe add “the” before “Marine”
gave me the feeling of being in the Marine Corps again
no matter to who you might shout the information out
“whom” rather than “who”
no matter to whom you might shout the information out
this boat was in possession of those whom I may know not and anything could be planted
Maybe swap “know not” to “not know”
this boat was in possession of those whom I may not know and anything could be planted
I hadn’t prospected him for a life insurance police
“policy” instead of “police”
I hadn’t prospected him for a life insurance policy
As with Cobb’s yacht, the hatch leading down into the yacht’s interior was much bigger and thicker
There is contrast rather than similarity.
Maybe “Compared” rather than “As”
Compared with Cobb’s yacht, the hatch leading down into the yacht’s interior was much bigger and thicker
reveal what he was really doing without my knowing I wanted that information
Maybe “him” rather than “my” before “knowing”
reveal what he was really doing without him knowing I wanted that information
Blessings & Be Well
Curioser and curioser. A very good read.
Thanks Tim, I really appreciate your short but meaningful comment…and the compliment inside it.
Semper fi,
Jim
*(I lot) of men were over… ( alot *)
prospected him for a life insurance (police*) so I could use (policy*)
The man in his cabin was Henry Kissinger !! Oh boy here we go 😉
Being unimportant in the grand scheme of this would surely get me worried ya know ??
Great chapter James, keep ’em coming !! 😉
SEMPER Fi
Thanks SgtBob for the help and the support, as usual.
Semper fi,
Jim
James,
I had never heard of June Cobb before your inclusion of her in your story. I have spent the last couple hours doing internet research on her and have found it to be absolutely fascinating.
Very intriguing (and mysterious) woman.
One JFK assassination researcher said she had 5 different and distinct identities while working for the CIA.
I expect there’ll be a few more revelations here that might catch your fancy. I was way in over my head back then,
but my fascinating memory is holding true and I finally get to play this out so many years later.
Semper fi, my friend,
Jim
Expletive Henry K? Where are you taking us now? Fascinating read & I have been hooked since 30 days. Keep it coming.
Thanks for the great compliment Phil. Kissinger and I went on to have a working relationship
which I spent a lot of time regretting in later life. Since it’s rather obvious that I didn’t get
myself killed it’s also maybe a bit obvious that other people did. Deep comment.
Semper fi,
Jim
I figured it was only a matter of time before you “met” Henry the “K” . His machinations from those days are causing us a great deal of problems today . It makes me laugh or rather want to puke to hear my youngest sister talk about having dinner with Henry . As always James another fine chapter that keeps me spellbound and waiting for the next one .
Kissinger was a major player and loved coming to the compound although he was denied entrance to the residence of Gasa Romantica by
Pat Nixon who could not stand him. Later chapter, that. Thanks for the compliments, as usual, both in your words and in
your steadfast support and loyalty.
Semper fi, My friend,
Jim
Great Chapter LT, spellbinding¡! Thanks!
Thanks Joe, your conclusion means a lot to me….
Semper fi,
Jim
I hadn’t prospected him for a life insurance police so I could use that as my excuse for visiting,
Policy not police?
Thanks for the stories…! Welcome back..!
Got the error and fixing thanks to you. Much appreciate the help.
SEmper fi,
Jim
Like I said after last chapter, I hope you have a STRONG rope to climb back out of the Alice and Wonderland rabbit hole. Henry K now in the mix, Oh boy. The only reason Richard wanted to be on beach patrol is to be close to you, or so I think. Me thinks you are being played sir….
Thanks so much for that analysis and your deep thoughts about what’s going on.
I had to wait a long time to feel safe enough and secure enough…and old enough to write these novels.
From 30 Days all the way through what happened after I got home.
Thanks for traveling right along with me.
Semper fi,
Jim
Cobb took out Camel’s to smoke yet she’s puffing on Pall Mall’s?
Richard knows a hell of a lot more than he’s telling you and so does Pat. Standing in deep alligators LT. Maybe light one’s behind and see what happens next.
Dear JT, thanks for the help there. YEs, that was a mistake, and I don’t even know why I made it
since her liking Camels was so unusual for a woman of the time. Of course she was anything but a
regular woman, as you have already grasped I presume.
Thank you.
Semper fi,
Jim
my dreams are far less frequent in sober years but still strange. The locations are beaches, or the woods- not the nungle
I am battling dragons of all vintGes and worms that are 20 feet long and 4 feet in diameter
I fight but there is no resolution to the battles -I wake up in sweat
should have seen my dreams 40 yeRs ago when i drank
this book is fascinTing you have a wonderful sbility to let the reader feel your inner conflicts and those of us who have been there understand both your unspoken meanigs and frelings
I feel both your fear and courage
I understand your thinking
and why you waited till now to share your story
Man oh man, the depth of your comments lately leave me in admiration and wonder. Your own experiences in life threaded into
the message and delivery of the chapters is so terrific and demonstrates a talent of your very own. Thank you so much for being
so open, trusting and expressive on here, and not just for me but everyone who reads your words.
You are a true friend.
Semper fi,
Jim
My, how in the last two chapters, your circle of ‘friends’ has expanded.
It was a staggering experience to take on all those new relationships, good and bad, but I needed them
so badly to hold onto my sanity. Thanks for pointing that out.
Semper fi,
Jim
The Mad Hatter has appeared…..
Mad Hatter accurately and emotionally describes that situation.
The next chapter is a ‘barn burner.’
Thanks, as always, my friend,
Jim
You are, as usual, very good at flying cover for me…and, as usual, thanks for having my six….
Your friend and Semper fi,
Jim
Those British maze gardens, or cornfield Halloween mazes, have nothing on you and the situation!
The mazes all have a studied, if lengthy, way out, however. Just take on hand, when in a maze, put it against one wall and then start walking without ever removing the hand from contact and you will eventually get out of the maze. Not so with real life.
Thanis for the deep and interesting comment.
Semper fi,
JIm
Good Grief! The puzzle just keeps getting more pieces added to it and suddenly becomes leveled and dimensional. How and why you got sucked into this vortex is beyond comprehension. There are a few corrections, but you have a couple of doozies for editors, so I shall let them work their magic. However, I am curious: Camels or Pall Malls?
Thanks John, for pointing that out. It was Camels, as the description on the pack illustrated, but thank you. Change made.
Semper fi, and thanks for following so closely and writing about it on here.
Jim
Some typos. The cigarette was a Camel when lit then a Pall Mall when the smoke was blown toward you.
Cool ending! Dr. Strangelove himself makes a cameo appearance!
Great story.
“Might reveal what he was really doing without me knowing I wanted…” not sure that’s what you meant.
Thanks for help. Fixed.
Minor detail…Cobb is smoking Camels in one paragraph but two paragraphs later she was blowing Pall Mall smoke at you?
I enjoy your writing. Good stuff. Couple or three things. Her legs, Camel oPall Mall and who loud.
Thanks for your support. Think I got iot fixed
Edits: afraid I’d dug, with help, myself – dug myself, with help,
had either no(t) way out,
Gularte was a war-damage(d) child,
Pat (,) at the department(,) was communicating
to add any more to my consistent (constant) dream. thankfully not screaming(,)
My thoughts turn(ed)ing to my coming visit aboard Cobb’s boat,
then they were such professionals ( I wasn’t able to spot, not with my rudimentary equipment, anyway. That I was unable to spot them with my rudimentary equipment
blowing a puff of Pall Mall smoke at me is it humpers (Camels) or Pall Malls?
Your Miss Cobb has an interesting back story.
Again, you deliver, Michale. Thank you.
I think all corrected.
Yes, got them all. Thanks so very much.
Semper fi,
Jim
A correction I believe, second paragraph.. “myself into a hole that had either not way” no way,
Another “checking account that because currently has less than ” Maybe leave out the word ‘because’ ?
..”out a pack of Camel cigarettes ” A few lines later , “blowing a puff of Pall Mall smoke at me.”
Hope this helps .
Thanks again, Charlie.
Jim
Much appreciate the help Charley and your writing it on here.
Your support is not missed…
Semper fi,
Jim
Look for things inside [brackets]:
Gularte and Manning walked into the restaurant, both laughing as they cross[ed] the short distance to my table. I didn’t smile when they took the available chairs on both sides of me. Lorraine appeared with ‘bad tea’ for Manning and a cup of coffee for Gularte. Neither of them had spoken to her or asked for anything. The tea [just one n with this kind of canister] Lorraine had acquired from somewhere, seeming to indicate that it might hold a good chunk of real quality tea leaves was actually filled with a couple of Lipton tea bags she’d emptied into it. [Suggestion: Lorraine had acquired a nice tea canister from somewhere, suggesting quality tea, but really held just a couple of Lipton tea bags.]
“I presume I’m paying the bill?” I asked, radiating a certain discontent through my tone and demeanor. In reality, I was hiding the fact that I was more afraid than discontented. I was afraid I’d dug, with help, myself into a hole that had either [no rather than not] way out or would cause me, my wife and Julie great harm in getting out of or even trying to get out of. [Suggestion: I was afraid I’d dug a hole so deep that getting me, my wife, and Julie out of it would be painful].
“You actually bought green apple shampoo?” Gularte said, the smile he’d kept from laughing on his way-in with Manning, ever having left his face. [Suggestion: …keeping the same smile on his face he’d had when he came in with Manning.]
Gularte’s innocence and lack of understanding what was going on meant that I wasn’t taking him anywhere near that yacht. June Cobb was a player of the highest order and Gularte was a war-damage[d] child. ……………………June hadn’t mentioned that she’d be alone or [insert: that] others might be around the marina to look after her interests………………….. I liked Richard but I’d shoot him in a heartbeat if [insert: it] became necessary. I shook my head.
His question brought me back to the world I was in, and I veered away from thinking about the disposal of human beings no matter how much they might need to be disposed of. I didn’t want to add any more to my consistent dream. Many times[,] I would awaken, thankfully not screaming but in silence. I could see this curving road, going back and forth down a hillside in front of me. Along the road were Vietnamese squatting at many points as the road swerved down toward my position. The people, all of them[,] stared at me.
My thoughts turning to my coming visit aboard Cobb’s boat, if she was there when I arrived. The armed part of my visit was easily solved. I’d simply wear my police uniform, which meant I’d have my .44 Magnum, not that I really expected to need it. It would simply give me a feeling of more security. I would have [a]sked Gularte…
I told my wife where I was going in uniform so early in the day. I simply omitted the mention of June Cobb, instead changing the meeting to one between Richard and [me not I]….
Before parking I drove all the newly opened streets that had been [suggestion: built up around all the jetties…] built in surround all the jetties, piers and support structures.
I moved with the slight modulation of the harbor waves, working my way around the slot where the Cobb yacht was ported. I examined, with my Leica binoculars that I’d paid too much money for, but could not pass up, the areas surrounding the yacht’s pier slot. Nothing. If there was backup or security involved, then they were such professionals [suggestion: I wasn’t able to spot them] who I wasn’t able to spot, not with my rudimentary equipment, anyway.
[Suggestion; The yacht seemed unattended, so I walked the quarter mile from where I’d parked toward the slip.] The yacht was solitary and seemingly unattended, as far as I could ascertain, so I walked the quarter mile from where I’d parked toward the slip.
Richard’s expensive boat was only a few slips away, although it took up the entirety of the water of its slip, unlike Cobb’s much smaller yacht. [Suggestion: from the distance, I couldn’t tell whether Richard was on board and I had no plans to stop by.] If Richard was onboard or not was beyond my limited ability to know without stopping by, which I had no plans to do.
There was no gang plank connecting the yacht’s hull to the pier, but it was only a short three-foot hop to get aboard. The railing was separated at the center, so I walked quietly down toward the stern. The area was as I remembered it from the wild and crazy rescue Bob Elwell, and I had made only days before. The hatch leading into the compartment below decks was open and showed almost no evidence that the entire cabin door and frame had been replaced. I wondered where the Navy or [whoever]
“[Who] else would it be? Cobb said back, coming into the main cabin from somewhere forward.
“You should already have surmised that,” Cobb replied, blowing a puff of Pall Mall [Camel?] smoke at me.
“Murders,” Cobb said, blowing more smoke across the cabin, the yellow [C]amel on her cigarette pack….
“The assassination [Suggestion: delete “is being talked about, rumored about and”] has created more rumors than the death of Jesus Christ. [Suggestion: What you know is closer to the truth than any of the theories floating around, but the growing public interest in the assassinations gives you some protection.] Your knowledge, so far, has more truth to it than any of the theories you might hear, but the continuing and growing existence of that interest in both deaths is protection all in of itself. [Suggestion: No one would believe a nobody like you would know the truth about the murders, no matter how loudly you might shout.] Nobody’s going to believe a nobody like you about any of it no matter who loud you might shout the information out. [Suggestion: Your value to me and my willingness to speak to you depends on your apparent unimportance.] Your unimportance is the real value you have and the only interest I have in talking to you at all.”
I swallowed. I’d never in my life been so formally told that my lack of importance as a human being was possibly my greatest feature. I felt like asking for one of her cigarettes, [Suggestion: as the few I smoked—or choked over-with the Gunny in the A Shau came to mind.] my few smoked, or choked over with the Gunny in the A Shau coming to mind.
“Not here,” Cobb said, “this boat [Suggestion: is owned by people I don’t know and anything could be planted in here.”] was in possession of those whom I may know not and anything could be planted in here.”
Richard’s yacht had a gangplank, although the chain between railings was attached together with a clasp. I opened it, laid the chain [down] lightly and stepped down ……
I knocked on the door without trying the lever-style handle. I would prospect for insurance if he was in but what I really wanted to do was [Suggestion: ask him questions that might reveal what he was really doing without revealing why I wanted to know.] think of some questions that might reveal what he was really doing without my knowing I wanted that information.
Thanks for the great help, you and DanC. Man oh man, I made a few editing mistakes in that chapter and all of your corrections are being made right now. Semper fi, and thanks for the diligence and hard work.
Semper fi,
Jim
Ping-ponging down a curious-er and curious-er rabbit hole.
Lots of new twists for your readers to digest and think about…before you drop the next chapter on us.
Thanks for this newest chapter, James/LT.
asked instead of sked, Gularte.
Camel cigarettes Pall Mall smoke?
Semper Fi Marine.
Where are we going next? keep up the good work.