Shot Through The Windpipe

March 8, 2015

“‘It was mothers and kids coming in,all burned and bloody to Hell, screaming this horrible noise’….That’s when Walcott’s nightmares began…’I was walking around the apartment, looking for people that weren’t there…for injured people I heard crying'”
NYT mag this sunday…………..

Last night I had dinner with my Marine roommate and his gal…as I have not seen them in person for over a week….except when I looked out that one morning as I was drawing my drapes…(scoozie my Levalors)…. and saw them at 4:30 AM getting out of her Prius..

he was carrying a rifle over his shoulder…

which gave me the chills……

.as they approached my house in the shadows of the street lit darkness…..

We walked up Melrose…originally going to Chipoltle….their fave… he said we could try any place as they had dined a lot recently at Chip…….. anywhere the food was not “farmed” but either grass fed or Wild caught….

I showed him my favorite shop…that I have never been in “The Shop With No Hours”

we passed a restaurant I did not know was there…across from “LaLa’s”….named “Josephine and Napoleon”….he did not like the name…or the suited oligarchs dining there..I noticed one bottle of champagne on the menu was $1200..

we Did come across a sushi place….filled with Asians…..he said lets try this….they squeezed us into a back table only if we could leave by 8:30 when it was reserved for…..

They both liked it…which made me Happy as…they did NOT like my regular….. LaLa’s….as everything there is farm raised…

I think when I took them there a month ago with his mother they all only ate white rice…..(brown has hulls or something)…..and none of them drink…………….

we talked about their returning at the end of the month….to his family home in NY…run by his Lesbian mother…without her wealthy friend….

his father left years ago…but they are close…..

how they were REALLY looking forward to it…. they are going the Southern route…

have family in Texas…in Florida…..so it will be like a honeymoon (well not really as they are not married….and only met each other a year ago on the Second of March …when he was still in the Marines….he only formally got out 6 weeks ago…a week before they moved in to my joint)…..

he said to me “Robby we REALLY Appreciate your allowing us to stay with you for 2 months…

it is something we could not do staying with her parents and their screaming autistic child…..

this week….we Had the First fight ever,,,,”…

“She said yes…I was a breath away from leaving him…but we thank you so much…as it was like I had a Revelation…..we ended up laughing at each other…and Realized It WILL work…just takes time”

he said you know since I have been here this short time…I am starting to get rid of my guns….like I have this rifle….

(the one I saw from my windows that early  chilly morn in the leafless tree shadows…)…

that I am getting $1700 for…and I have picked out the guitar that I want…cost $1600….my old guitar I will give to this dear girl…..

I am trying gradually to rid myself of all of my guns

his father is an owner or works for a BIg Gun Company back East…was in NY…then moved to Penn. for tax reasons…..

I asked him if his father and he went shooting…he said “Oh Yes!!!”

Dad trained me on my first rifle at 4 years old….then my first revolver at 7…..(my eyes I am sure went all Lil Orphan Annie wide)

his company has a Great shooting range….as in the Marines you are taught to assemble and disassemble (in case it jams)…a revolver in seconds…and in case you have lost the use of one hand….you do it one handed…trained to use the left or right hand alone…

on Dad’s range we can try this…but on a range out here people would go all Freaky……if you were disassembling a gun with only one hand….and then reassembling it

he said you are trained as a Marine to ALWAYS sleep and carry your revolver….even when you go to the can…as you never know….he said in my unit one of my best friends was killed by an “Afghan soldier”…..

so I still sleep with a revolver in a “safe” under my pillow …which I can open in a second…..

(Lil Orphan Annie’s eyes got BIGGER…thinking OMG….. in the bedroom next door to me…..)

they left early this morn….to take some of his Marine buddies on a hike in the Laguna Hills….

I asked if they were part of his platoon….

he said Yes…I was standing next to this one friend….

…when he was shot through the  windpipe….

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