My old dentist in high school had been a fighter pilot in Korea. He was a raging alcoholic. I and my family didn't know how much until he took me fishing one time and downed a whole fifth of whiskey. I remember being terrified on the drive back when he pulled a 1911 out from under the seat and was waving it around while swerving all over the road. I thought, "Oh lord I'm going to be in a car accident and get shot at the same time."
He was a bird hunter and had a pair of GSP that would carry an egg around in their mouths as long as he asked them to. I wonder what ever happened to him.
