Mauled!

[Benning Boy]

I'm attending a 50th year reunion of my Army Officer Cadidate School class. I feel as if ive been mauled by a bunch of old ladies. Now I know what it was like for the Beatles.

As I walked through tonight's initial get together it seems every woman I passed told me how much she liked my kilt. Indeed some even shouted their liking for kilts from across the room. Of couse, every one of them, and a few of my buddies too, wanted to know what there might be beneath the kilt. One gal even took the selvedge in hand and lifted it slightly. A hand of mine maneuvered into a blocking position while the other took up over watch. Take my advice brother kilters, avoid old ladies when they've got their party on. ( I think I can call them old as I was the youngest man in my class, and all my classmates and their wives are older.)

I'll have some pics of my drop dead gorgeous new kilt by Barb T. to post when I can get the camera fired up. When you see them a feeling of envy will be so great you will not only want to eat your own heart out, but also the one of the next closest person to you.