We have great neighbors. On one side, they are named Lyle and Susan. Lyle prefers for me to call him “Lyle,” but he is a retired Colonel in the United States Marine Corps, so I usually call him “Colonel.” (That is a whole other story. I mean….really, English language? How is c-o-l-o-n-e-l pronounced “kernel?”) Colonel loves his Marine Corps. And it isn’t like just ANYONE can be a Colonel, so that is pretty admirable. He still pretty much acts like an Officer – especially with those high school boys that he hires to do his yard….. but anyway….
They are good people. In fact, we were at another neighbor’s house this weekend and I said,
“Colonel, I’m sure glad I know you. Because you give the Marines a good name. My ex-boyfriend before Larry was a Marine and he was pretty much worthless.”
Colonel: “Is he on active duty?”
Colonel: “Well, that’s too bad. If he was, you could’ve just given me his name and I’d have him taken care of.”