After clearing the dining room table I wrote in large red and blue letters “Welcome Home Daddy”.The minutes seemed like hours, the hours like days... but finally it was time to leave for base. I loaded our son in the car seat and took off for the twenty to thirty minute drive to base. The entire squadron’s family and friends were to meet at a reception hall on base. Once there, we were shuttled to the airfield. It was a hot summer day and the air conditioning in the shuttle barely kept the. Turning the corner of the long corridor of the first floor, he was pleased to finally come to the door of The Rat. Stained with a mixture of puke beer and blood, he kicked the door.No-way am I touching that with my hands he thought as a shiver went down his spine.Hearing the latch of the door yanked back, Ray stepped back ready for whatever came out. The door creaked open to show a grotty figure of what used to be a man. His dirty grey beard and long ponytail looked like the only water it had. He was so intimidated by his impending punishment that he tried to hide behind his twenty-eight-inch screen and keep his neck retracted between his shoulders while typing e-mails at his office. The otherwise loud-mouthed Rick gave his best at hiding his embarrassment although none of his colleagues was suspecting anything. Still, he felt everyone's eyes observing his every move, only waiting to jump at the very first occasion to rip his ego apart completely. Every time he felt his phone vibrate. ’?”I nodded, “In The Republic.”“I take it you don’t believe he was a moron,” Elyse laughed.“No. Vizzini was wrong about Plato, Aristotle, and Socrates,” I chuckled. “Do you know my favorite Socrates quote?”“No. What is it?”“He said: By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you’ll be happy. If you get a bad one, you’ll become a philosopher.“Elyse laughed hard as we walked up the steps to the house. We went to the kitchen and fixed ourselves lunch and took it to the ‘Indian’ room to eat.“So?”.