<p class="ql-align-justify">"As we waded across, her legs wrapped around my waist, her arms tight around my neck, I gushed at the smell of her hair, and her cheek against my neck.&nbsp;I was overcome by the moment and wished the river was a mile wide."</p><p class="ql-align-justify"><br></p><p class="ql-align-justify"><br></p><p class="ql-align-justify">"I actually felt a pain around my heart, and the realization there was nothing I could do.&nbsp;I was a prisoner locked away in the heat and humidity of the Missouri Ozarks because my Uncle Sam got himself in a jam."</p><p class="ql-align-justify"><br></p><p class="ql-align-justify"><br></p><p class="ql-align-justify">"Our pot dealer was a long haired, bearded, American hippy who worked as a custodian at the local Catholic Church.&nbsp;He kept his stash in the Church's basement... we called him Jesus."</p><p class="ql-align-justify"><br></p><p class="ql-align-justify"><br></p><p class="ql-align-justify">"The interesting thing about Dachsbau was that it provided a unique perspective of world events.&nbsp;It was fascinating to realize the stories you read in the paper, or heard on the radio, or saw on television, were in fact old news to you."</p><p class="ql-align-justify"><br></p><p class="ql-align-justify"><br></p><p class="ql-align-justify">"One x-critic resulted from the seizing of the American spy ship, USS Pueblo, by North Korea."&nbsp;Years later, I was privileged to meet a survivor and hear the gut wrenching account of his capture and his wounds&nbsp;being treated without anesthesia, including castration."</p><p><br></p>