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The Lost Ball, from the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM “I don’t know what is wrong with old Ben, Doc,” Gavin said as he picked his dog up and settled him on the exam table. “He started vomiting once in a while several weeks ago. I just didn’t think much about it. But now, he vomits everything he puts in hisContinue reading “The Lost Ball, from the Archives”

First Sergeant Scagliotti

D. E. Larsen, DVM After getting settled into our squad room, Bill Drake and I started preparing for our first twenty-four-hour shift as CQ. Sergeant Scagliotti had wanted our fatigues to be sharp with extra starch. Mine had been buried in my duffle bag since basic training. I dug them out and hung them inContinue reading “First Sergeant Scagliotti”

The Battle of Ping-Li, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM It was the end of a busy afternoon when I leaned into the reception desk to check on what remained of the day. “I’m beat, how close to being done are we?” I asked. “You poor man,” Sandy replied. She seldom gave me any sympathy. “Your last appointment is in theContinue reading “The Battle of Ping-Li, From the Archives”