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i sense； forrest； that you are on the verge of something very significant in
your life； some change； or event that will move you in a different direction； and
you must seize the moment； and not let it pass。 when i think back on it now；
there is something in your eyes； some tiny flash of fire that es now and
then； mostly when you smile； and； on those infrequent occasions； i believe what
i saw was almost a genesis of our ability as humans to think； to create； to be。
this war is not for you； old pal— nor me— and i am well out of it as i'；m sure
you will be in time。 the crucial question is； what will you do？ i don'；t think
you'；re an idiot at all。 perhaps by the measure of tests or the judgment of fools；
you might fall into some category or other； but deep down； forrest； i have seen
that glowing sparkle of curiosity burning deep in your mind。 take the tide； my
friend； and as you are carried along； make it work for you； fight the shallows
and the snags and never give in； never give up。 you are a good fellow； forrest；
and you have a big heart。
your pal；
dan
i read over dan'；s letter ten or twenty times； an there is things in it i do not understand。 i
mean； i think i see what he is gettin at； but there is sentences an words that i cannot figger out。
next morning colonel gooch e in an say we got to go now； first to saigon to get me the new
uniform that done been sewn up by the twenty gooks last night； then right off to the united states
an all that。 i shown him dan'；s letter an axed him to tell me what exactly it means； an colonel
gooch look it over an han it back an say； 〃well； gump； it is pretty plain to me he means that you
had better the hell not fuck up when the president pins the medal on you。〃
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we be flyin high over the pacific ocean； an colonel gooch is tellin me what
a great hero i am going to be when we get back to the united states。 he say people will turn out
for parades an shit an i will not be able to buy mysef a drink or a meal on account of everbody
else will be wantin to do it for me。 he also say that the army is gonna want me to go on a tour to
drum up new enlistments an sell bonds an crap like that； an that i will be given the 〃royal
treatment。〃 in this； he is correct。
when we land at the airport at san francisco； a big crowd is waiting for us to get off the
plane。 they is carryin signs an banners and all。 colonel gooch look out the winder of the plane
an say he is suprised not to see a brass band there to greet us。 as it turn out； the people in the
crowd is quite enough。
first thing that happen when we e off the plane is the people in the crowd mence to
chantin at us； an then somebody thowed a big tomato that hit colonel gooch in the face。 after
that； all hell break loose。 they is some cops there； but the crowd busted thru an e runnin
towards us shoutin an hollerin all kinds of nasty things； an they is about two thousan of them；
wearing beards an shit； an it was the mos frightenin thing i have seen since we was back at the
rice paddy where bubba was kilt。
colonel gooch is tryin to clean the tomato off his face an act dignified； but i figger； the hell
with that； cause we is outnumbered a thousan to one； an ain'；t got no weapons to boot。 so i took
off runnin。
that crowd was sure as hell lookin for somethin to chase too； cause ever one of them start
chasin me jus like they used to do when i was little； hollerin and shoutin and wavin they signs。 i
run damn near all over the airport runway； an back again an into the terminal； an it was even
scarier than when them nebraska corn shucker jackoffs was chasin me aroun the orange bowl。
finally； i done run into the toilet an hid up on the seat with the door shut until i figger they have
give up an gone on home。 i must of been there an hour or so。
when i e out i walked down to the lobby an there is colonel gooch surrounded by a
platoon of m。p。'；s an cops； an he is lookin very distressed till he seen me。 〃c'；mon； gump！〃 he say。
〃they is holdin a plane for us to get to washington。〃
when we get on the plane to washington they is a bunch of civilians on it too； an colonel
gooch an me set in a seat up front。 we has not even took off yet； before all the people aroun us
get up an go set somewhere else in the back of the plane。 i axed colonel gooch why that was； an
he say it probly cause we smell funny or somethin。 he say not to worry about it。 he say things be
better in washington。 i hope so； cause even a moron like me can figger out that so far； it is not
like the colonel say it would be。
when the plane get to washington i am so excited i can bust！ we can see the washington
monument an the capitol an all from out the winder an i have only saw picures of them things；
but there they are； real as rain。 the army have sent a car to pick us up an we is taken to a real
nice hotel； with elevators an stuff an people to lug your shit aroun for you。 i have never been in a
elevator before。
after we get squared away in our rooms； colonel gooch e over an say we is goin out for
a drink to this little bar he remembers where they is a lot of pretty girls； an he say it is a lot
different here than in california on account of people in the east are civilized an shit。 he is wrong
again。
we set down at a table an colonel gooch order me a beer an somethin for hissef an he begin
tellin me how i got to act at the ceremony tomorrow when the president pin the medal on me。
bout halfway through his talk； a pretty girl e up to the table an colonel gooch look up
an axe her to git us two more drinks cause i guess he think she is the waitress。 but she look
down an say； 〃i wouldn get you a glass of warm spit； you filthy cocksucker。〃 then she turn to me
an say； 〃how many babies have you kilt today； you big ape？〃
well； we gone on back to the hotel after that； an ordered some beer from room service； an
colonel gooch get to finish tellin me how to act tomorrow。
nex morning we up bright an early an walk on over to the white house where the president
live。 it is a real pretty house with a big lawn an all that look almost as big as city hall back in
mobile。 a lot of army people be there pumpin my han an tellin me what a fine feller i am； an
then it is time to get the medal。
the president is a great big ole guy who talk like he is from texas or somethin an they has
assembled a whole bunch of people some of which look like maids an cleanin men an such； but
they is all out in this nice rose garden in the bright sunshine。
an army guy mence to readin some kind of bullshit an everbody be listenin up keen；
cept for me； on account of i is starvin since we has not had our breakfast yet。 finally the army
guy is thru an then the president e up to me an take the medal out of a box an pin it on my
chest。 then he shake my han an all these people start takin pichers an clappin an such as that。
i figger it is over then； an we can get the hell out of there； but the president； he still standin
there； lookin at me kind of funny。 finally he say； 〃boy； is that your stomach that is growlin like
that？〃
i glance over at colonel gooch but he jus roll his eyes up； an so i nod； an say； 〃uh； huh；〃 an
the president say； 〃well； c'；mon boy； lets go an git us somethin to eat！〃
i foller him inside an we go into a little roun room an the president tell a guy who is dressed
up like a waiter to bring me some breakfast。 it jus the two of us in there； an wile we is waitin for
the breakfast he start axin me questions； such as do i know why we is fightin the gooks an all； an
is they treatin us right in the army。 i jus nod my head an after a wile he stop axin me questions an
they is this kind of silence an then he say； 〃do you want to watch some television wile we is
waitin for your food？〃
i nod my head again； an the president turn on a tv set behin his desk an we watch 〃the
beverly hillbillies。〃 the pre