Old school Army, he trained Special Forces, was a jumpmaster back in the Vietnam era. Salty barely begins to describe a no-nonsense demeanor, but somehow, for whatever reason, he decided I was okay. I think he liked having me around. He was still climbing the Grand each year in his seventies. I let him in on a little secret: I want to climb the Grand. He didn’t even try to hide his amusement, he laughed out loud. Though I enjoyed times he could relax and show his wicked sense of humor, he slightly annoyed me this time with his lack of faith in my abilities. (I'm sure his pre-conceived notions had nothing to do with big Texas hair and curves.) Eventually, once I began to walk up Snow King several times a week, hardcore Army man began to change, rolling laughter replaced with a twinkle in his eye and confidence in my ever-increasing abilities. ”You just might do it, climb the Grand.” His faith in me made me proud, he saw something in me, potential. He is straight up alpha, never wasting time blowing smoke.
He taught me a phrase or two, Vietnamese, Japanese. Every time we had the pleasure of crossing paths, both of us sported full-on smiles.
He taught me milk chocolate is ridiculously sweet. I reluctantly agreed after learning for myself.
Over the course of time, we lost contact; I miss he and his wife. She was Air Force, nursing. Our warriors are incredibly deep, intelligent, tough as a two-dollar steak. He was blessed with a patient, caring wife, when he returned from the horrors of war. Transition can be difficult for any of our military, but more so it seems for Special Forces and Special Operations.
Learn, every chance you get, learn from those smarter than you, those whose life experiences many of us will never know. Ask questions, though you may irritate the crap out of them. Know when to stop asking questions. Perhaps ask permission first before plowing headlong into unknown territory.
You taught me so much in a short period of time. I wish we could do it again. I miss you, my friend. I miss you AND your lovely bride.
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