When my boat team arrived in the sunny south out east of Asia I was shanghaied by our corpsman who saw me reading scifi and said "I want you, you can read!" Says something about the rest of our team. 
Anyway he gave me a stack of manual on first aid and I ate them. Over the next 2.something years I "held hands" about a dozen times. Both our crews and the people we picked up from their romps in the jungle. Never easy. Sometimes I'd hold a hand and write notes to be sent along later with the other hand. Never easy.
Anyway he gave me a stack of manual on first aid and I ate them. Over the next 2.something years I "held hands" about a dozen times. Both our crews and the people we picked up from their romps in the jungle. Never easy. Sometimes I'd hold a hand and write notes to be sent along later with the other hand. Never easy.
