Some Men's Trash Is Another Man's Treasure

My background includes two tours in VN, a cop in northern California for 30 years. I have a decent pension, and a little bit from the Army. Purple Heart stuff. In all those years nothing much happened between the legs, purple heart stuff. A doctor I met told me he could fix what was ailing me, at least when it comes to appearances.

A young man I know gets mad at his standing at attention. I have to admit to myself, it is a humdinger. For whatever reason he ain't interested in women. Back when a man had to carry his weight this kind of man wasn't anything but trouble. What a waste of a man, and I don't have nothing.

A woman I know said she was ok with it. Words are cheap, right now she wants to share in my pension. Later? Who knows.

Not much of a confession, but that's all I've got.