From the October 1961 magazine.

Sobriety or Sudden Death

For this British AA fighting the terrorists in the jungles of Malaya it was

JULY, 1948. I was a cringing shattered man with death close to me as I lay on the kitchen floor of my deserted farmhouse. My wife had gone, taking the two boys with her, and even my dog refused to come for a walk with such a shambling figure. Then, hours or maybe days later, I was aware of someone leaning over me, speaking gently. It was my brother. He'd had a tough time as a brigadier in Burma, but he seemed to realize that toughness wasn't needed now.

"How about a hospital?" he quietly asked, and I most willingly agreed.

-- E.

Tunbridge Wells, England

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