I had a good night at work. Rather, a good morning, because the good stuff didn't happen until about 7am. First, Ernie (Travelodge owner) was reading a Fargo Forum in the lobby, and pointed this article out to me.
http://www.in-forum.com/articles/index.cfm?id=121914§ion=NewsI had loaned a couple of graphic novels to his girlfriend (she's a librarian who advocates the use of historical graphic novels as teaching tools) last time she was up. She was just going to peruse them, but Ernie said the more she looked at them, the more she had to read them. So, score 2 for me & comics. Take that, Frederic Wertham!
I noticed a familar name on our guest list last night. This morning, as I had hoped, Sarge rounded the corner and almost did a double-take when he saw me. I hadn't seen him in 3 years, and the last time I saw him (Kevin & April's wedding), he looked aged, so I was a little nervous about seeing our favorite instructor who hollered at us endlessly looking old and haggard. I was surprised as hell to see he actually looked a little
younger. Every year, cadets would hear rumors that Sarge was retiring, and every year, he would kind of just look at you and say, "I don't know," or something vague, so you knew he never would. Well, straight from his mouth, I can definitively say Sarge has officially retired as of last year passing his legacy on to Sgt. Moser from Camp Grafton. He bought a farmstead in Minnewaukan, and he now bartends at the DL VFW. No wonder the age lift, he works in a bar patronized by other vets, and he has a big yard to play in. I introduced him to a couple of our staff as "Sarge", and he told them that I was part of the group that took the spirit of ROTC with them when we all left. Oh, by the way, Kevin and April, he says "hey". He sounded really happy to see me and to hear you guys are doing good.
Ok, so it sounds a little cheesy, but I don't care, it was worth it.