I don’t get out much. You tell me what to wear and where to be and at what time. It sounds like a lot of fun.’ ‘Won’t this cause some problems...for you and Bob? Will this be some big secret?’ It was a few minutes after midnight. She had just gotten off work. She smelled like fried food. We held hands and walked down the street toward her apartment. In a block or two, we came across a closed restaurant with its outside tables and chairs, surrounded by a locked, low wrought iron fence. We stood by. The old man wasn't impressed—never released his scowl. He could match George hardship for hardship. He fought the battle of the Dustbowl on his Iowa farm long before George went to the Pacific. George was unused to the treatment. He had gold oak leaves on his collar. He was used to salutes, not scowls. He stood his ground. He didn't need 'permission' to marry Helen. He was only showing respect."He warmed up later," George admitted."He told me, before he passed on, that he changed his mind about. More

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