The difference between a fable, a sea tale and a war story was, a fable starts out with - once upon a time, a sea tale starts out with - this is no shit, and a war story starts out with - there I was.
Once upon a time, this is no shit, there I was; at three thousand feet with nothing over my head except for a silk worm with two knitting needles.
The subjects that followed were not classified, but the subject matter itself was classified and was in compliance with the national security act of 1947.
That journal concerned special forces projects, (secret), (secret), (secret), (secret), and (secret). Which took place from (secret) to (secret) and in the countries of (secret), (secret), (secret), and (secret). Those special forces projects were run by the (secret) and under the direct control of the (secret) and reported directly to the (secret).
Elaborated from Larry Throneburg
That was creative non-fiction, the names had been changed to protect the guilty and friends, events - dates - places - times have been altered, also relatives were thinly disguised.
The events described were graphically portrayed and were intended for less sensitive, less emotional, mature audiences only.
We now cross the dimensions of space and time, to a place where even Freddie Kruger cannot hang.
Today, Sherman, set the Wayback Machine for . . .
Another distorted fragment of a universe gone horribly wrong.
Any resemblance to any person, alive or dead, was the result of an over active imagination on the part of the reader.
Some people have tried to find the point to that story. My family was completely spiracle, nothing they have ever done or would do had any point.
“Utilizing approximately three and a half pounds of direct pressure on the subjects spinal column would render the above mentioned subject inoperative. Graduates of the agency course on the unarmed silent kill of alerted, armed, experienced combatants would be able to exert in the neighborhood of seventy five pounds pressure, on the average subject.”
To law enforcement officials, under federal law, the agency required me to inform you that I am a graduate of the unarmed, silent kill, technique of the alerted, armed, experienced combatant course and that I have a great deal of practical experience.
Reproduction of cards given to graduates of agency instruction
No one in this story lives happily ever after or otherwise.
"We do not fight for the real but for shadows we make.
A flag is a piece of cloth and a word is a sound,
But we make them something neither cloth nor a sound,
Totems of love and hate, black sorcery-stones.
Stephen Vincent Benet,
John Brown's Body
War is Hell.
General William Tecumseh Sherman (1820-1891)
George William (Bill) Newport
15 July 1953