As USE Air Force Colonel Jesse Wood walked down the street, a boy standing in front of a shop started shouting at him. "Colonel, please, Sir! Colonel!"
Wood turned his head. From his height, boyish features, and dress, Wood guessed that the boy was twelve to fourteen years old, most likely an apprentice.
Wood's companion moved to shoo the boy off, but Wood motioned for him to hold back. "What can I do for you, Son . . .
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- The Grantville Gazette Staff