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Christmas With Its Ears Cut Off - Page Two |
Andy had smuggled the ears home, in fact, they hung around his neck as he crawled behind a low hill that abutted Than Quan's X-Mas Forrest. Actually, "smuggled" was Andy's term for how he brought the ears back home. On those rare occasions when Andy would show the necklace to friends, he'd end the presentation by saying "Of course, I had to smuggle 'em back into the country." The truth was that, although Andy had done his best to conceal the necklace in the bottom of his duffle bag while preparing for his return flight home, they were found by a young Lieutenant checking for contraband.
"Some kinda fruit?" asked the Lieutenant.
"Hell no, Sir. I like girls, Sir", Andy shot back.
The Lieutenant smiled and shook his head. "No, I mean this" he said, pointing at the necklace. "This some kinda fruit?"
"No, Sir." Andy said, "Those are ears, Sir."
" Well," the Lieutenant said, handing the necklace back to Andy "we're s'pose to check for fruit and animals, and such. Don't say nothin' 'bout ears."
"Sir, Thank you, Sir."
"Had a fella try to sneak a dead bat past me, last week. Imagine that, a big, ugly dead bat."
"Sir, I guess it takes all kinds, Sir", Andy said.
Twenty hours later the transport plan carrying Andy and one hundred-and-four other soldiers touched down on the West coast of the United States. Two months later he was back home in White Oak, Ohio. Less than a month after that Andy was working, full time, as a mechanic for Lessik's Garage. Two years later Andy married the former Miss Noel Kerrlitt. Seven months after that, and almost eight years ago, Andy's son, Kristopher Kerrlitt Kevels was born. It was Kristopher who indirectly provided Andy with a "cover story" for the mission he was on. "I left one of Kris' presents back at the garage. I wanna bring it here and wrap it before he wakes up." Andy explained to his still half-asleep wife as he slipped out of bed at four o'clock on Christmas morning. Andy's change of clothes, weapons, and good luck necklace waited in the cab of his truck.
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At first, whenever Andy was questioned about his time in the service, he would explain that he'd spent almost two years stationed in Guam. Since this reply almost always was met with confusion (Some people confused "Guam" with "'Nam" while a significant minority thought the War had expanded beyond its original borders.) After a while, Andy resorted to saying "I don't like to talk about my time in the Army, if that's OK. I saw some terrible things." This was a fairly accurate statement. Not only was Andy uncomfortable explaining "the whole Guam/Nam thing" as he called it, also he'd once seen a friend in the motor pool lose three fingers to a fan blade. Soon Andy discovered that not wanting to talk about his time in the Army and having seen some terrible things was good for the occasional free beer. Suddenly, in the Spring of 1978, after Andy began seeing footage of "The Boat People" on the evening news, his story began to change.
"I don't like to tell a lot of people this," Andy said in a hushed tone to Everett Jules, his co-worker at Lessik's "but I was with Special Ops over in 'Nam. I had over a dozen confirmed kills. I've even got the ears to prove it." Everett just stood there with his mouth hanging open.
"The reason I'm telling you about it now is because this whole country is about to go to Hell if we ain't careful. The President is about to let boatloads of Vietnamese Commies wash up on our shores.
"But Andy, I thought those Boat People were fleeing from the Commies", a confused Everett asked.
"Oh, that's just what they want you to think."
"My sister's husband's got a plate in his head from the war", Everett said, weakly.
The next day, Andy brought the necklace to work and showed it to Everett.
After examining the necklace, Everett looked at Andy and said, "Andy, I ain't questioning your patriotism, or affectedness as a killin' machine or nothin', but I thought you said you killed a dozen Commies."
"That's right. Hell, you're holdin' damn the proof right there in your hands."
"Well, I count twelve ears, all righty. But doesn't that work out to six dead Commies. I mean, what with each of 'em havin' two ears an' what not."
Andy snatched the necklace from Everett's hands. "That's because…" There was a long pause. "That's because I only took one ear from each Commie Slant that I killed. You damn, know-nothing civilian."
"OK," said Everett, "that makes sense."
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