Humor in Uniform 5/4/2010

[R J]

5/4/2010
My husband Brent, our four-month-old baby and I were shopping when Brent remembered he had to take care of some paper work at his Army reserve unit.  We stopped there near the baby’s feeding time, and as we waited for Brent, our little one became increasingly fussy.  I sat and rocked him, vainly trying to quiet his cries.  Several officers peeked in to check on the commotion.   “I know just how he feels,” one lieutenant consoled.  “I cried my first day in the Army, too.                     
Theresa Mellor