Bob Wright
Hawkeye
Many years ago I fell to talking with a fellow while waiting for the range to open. He was a WW II veteran, had served in North Africa, and told me this story.
He was in a small bar in some small town in Morocco when a soldier shouted out, "I'm Joe Joe Markham from Memphis, Tennessee, and I can whip anybody in the place!" And then went about to prove it. The MP's were called in, and he whipped the first pair and finally he was subdued when more arrived. He was carried out and that was the last that the story teller saw of him.
Fast forward to the early 'Eighties. I was invited to a co-worker's wedding. My co-worker was Catholic and Italian, so there was a pretty big ado as neither my wife nor I had ever been to an Italian Catholic wedding. (Think of The Godfather.) During the reception there was plenty of drinking going on. One of the guest suddenly blurted out, "Anybody can get a divorce. It takes a real man to stay married!"
When I got a chance, I asked who that man was. My co-worker, the groom, said, "Oh, that's Joe Joe Markham."
Bob Wright
He was in a small bar in some small town in Morocco when a soldier shouted out, "I'm Joe Joe Markham from Memphis, Tennessee, and I can whip anybody in the place!" And then went about to prove it. The MP's were called in, and he whipped the first pair and finally he was subdued when more arrived. He was carried out and that was the last that the story teller saw of him.
Fast forward to the early 'Eighties. I was invited to a co-worker's wedding. My co-worker was Catholic and Italian, so there was a pretty big ado as neither my wife nor I had ever been to an Italian Catholic wedding. (Think of The Godfather.) During the reception there was plenty of drinking going on. One of the guest suddenly blurted out, "Anybody can get a divorce. It takes a real man to stay married!"
When I got a chance, I asked who that man was. My co-worker, the groom, said, "Oh, that's Joe Joe Markham."
Bob Wright