Mommy's Boy

I learned how to shoot craps from a guy who had been a medic in Vietnam. He used to say that his time in the country had convinced him of only one truh in life; when guys got busted up over there...it didnt matter if they were white or black, fat or skinny, rich or poor, a fresh recuit or a hardened Noncom. They all each and every one of them when they were shot to hell or had just seen enough of it... Cried out for their mothers...