Frustration
and boredom led to-trouble; three of the-men
were
arrested by the Military Police charged with robbery
and
rape; they were intoxicated when apprehended in a closed-bistro
in
the company of a young-woman who affected the-complaint.
For
these-offenders - - - the war was-over… Leavenworth!
Any
military hates a “black eye”! The P.R.-guys
covered-up
and spun the-atrocity as best they-could.
So
the-word came down from above: A pontification:
All-officers,
downward in the chain-of-command, would
be
held-liable for any further-“embarrassments” of the-army.
And,
the-General ?- - - exempt from
any-responsibility?!...Amen!
And
so, the superiors clamped-down - - - Hard!...Fear-is
a
wonderful motivator! Also, in one-day the order-came:
Move-out!
People
often “Move-on” - - - trying to leave their troubles-
Behind…
in-that, the army was no-different!
Bury-the
dead! Hide-the-Truth! Begin a
new-campaign!
Pops’
company was ordered to “Move-out” at
noon the next-day.
On
the morning of the eleventh-day in Gay-Paris, Pops
spent
the last-penny of his meager cache.
When
he knocked on the door across from the bridge with
the
empty milk-bowl on the-stoop, he was burdened with four
large-sacks
loaded with loaves of-bread, blocks of-cheese,
pastry-delicacies
and four quarts of-milk. Praise-God!
Pops’-helmet
glowed a golden-halo that day!
Amen!
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