Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Ranger Bob

One day he's a scholar at The University of Houston studying the Greek classics.

Then he's a U.S. Army Ranger, leaping out of perfectly good airplanes into the jungles of Panama and surviving on what little the jungle offers up as sustenance, while his Harley-Davidson sits unused in a garage in Houston.

On another day, he's making his way across the country as a civilian pizza delivery man, with a mission to reach Las Vegas and get rich on the crap tables.

Next, he's in Washington State, going to school and training to be a preacher. Yes, a preacher. Holy Green Berets! His whole family could just hear his elegantly worded invitation to the congregation: "get saved or I'm taking you out, scumbag!"

Then, it's on to a new church in Georgia and ultimately to a well paying job near Fort Benning, installing armor on vehicles bound for Iraq.

Now it looks like my nephew, Ranger Bob is coming home to Texas in the near feature, his head clear and his pockets full of money. I think he's at peace with where he needs to be and that's with his family - the people who love him.

Even if he shows up broke and stupid, that's OK. Hurry home kid.