Maybe you've been through one. Hell, maybe you starred in one. That's what Kennedy's advisors wanted. Everybody but this guys knows I was a Green Beret. Shifting in seats.
Someone coughs a short, percussive cough.
I stare vacantly into space. At length the President of the College ahems, wonders aloud if I have anything to say about that last remark. No, I don't have anything to say about that last remark. The Green Beret. Maybe you don't remember the Green Berets.