Mr. T

I found out this week that my friend, Mr. T, has cancer. He is now in the test, wait and see stage. The doctors haven’t determined yet if the cancer has spread and if so, to the bones. And, of course the prognosis will determine the treatment.

Mr. T is a tough old bird, so I expect that he will handle whatever happens.

When he was an Army first lieutenant artillery commander in Vietnam, he had a problem with a Marine Corps colonel. The Marines had an outpost near by and would randomly fire mortars every night to keep the enemy off guard. The problem was that the shells often fell into the Army compound. Mr. T called the colonel and explained the problem, but the higher ranking officer wasn’t interested in his problem. Then he said, "Sir, you have a flag pole in front of your tent. If we get any mortar shells tonight, that flag pole won’t be there in the morning."

I expect he will be just as tough with the cancer.

PMO
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