It's years and years and years since the Korean War. To think about that makes me feel so old. To tell the truth Elbert and I are in our sunset years. Back then we were young and foolish and in love.......and apart.
Elbert was a radioman aboard a ship
and it was his job (along with the other radiomen) to take and receive messages in teletype or morse code.
Sometimes the guys took a break
(look at the mustache on that handsome face. Only time he ever grew one)
And once Elbert got caught napping. (he wasn't on duty so he didn't get in trouble)
Until recently that man could still send morse code messages.... dit, dit, dot, dit. Even with his mind wrapped tightly with Alzheimers he remembered those codes. How strangely the brain gets tangled, all twisted and warped and then suddenly a light flickers for just a moment.... and his hand goes out to touch the key again dit, dit, dot, dit.