The Dancing Bears

The Dancing BearsThat first morning at training camp was worse than Parris Island. We got no water, no salt pills, no breaks. Red Emerson stood up in the tower and yelled at us through the bullhorn like we was slaves building pyramids: "You fat bastards, nobody's in shape. I want another mile in full gear right now"--stuff like that.You think I wasn't tired? I'd had a pony keg of beer the night before, for one thing, and I'd spent off season lying around the farm putting funny things u...