“You"re not looking forward to going home are you, Tim?”
“I"m not, Dieter. I haven"t told my father I"m coming. I don"t want any surprises, like being met at the airport. I don"t know what to expect; it"s been so long.”
My mother had died during the deployment in Chad. I heard about it when the unit returned to Calvi.
Dieter drove me to Calvi airport and waited until departure. I checked in my bags. “You"ll enjoy staying with Steve, and the Armistice Ceremony; that"ll be good. Sure, the invitation came from his CO; and our CO is happy about it.”
We shook hands. “Tell me all about Scotland when you get back.”
“I"ll do that. See you in a month.”
There was time for a Ricard before the plane took off. I"d dressed in walking out uniform and the green beret, preferring it to the black offi
