An Incredible Saga of Seaman Hegdahl - American Hero - Page 12

Prison Compound

The Communists took a siesta for two hours every afternoon which was a good deal for us as we were free from torture and harassment. I was laying on the floor on my bed board and Doug was skipping, yes, skipping around the room. I asked: "Doug, what are you doing?" He paused for a moment, looked me in the eye and cryptically said: "Skipping, Sir" and continued to skip. A stupid question, a stupid answer. After a moment, I again queried: "What you doin' that for?" This stopped him for a moment. He paused and cocked his head thoughtfully, smiled and replied: "You got anything better to do, Sir?" I didn't. He continued skipping. I guess he did learn one thing from boot camp.