Langdon's Folly (Chapter Seven To, "The Last Plantatin")

Langdon Abernathy, now fourteen-years old, soon to be all of fifteen, was rather a simple boy, youthful-looking, this is not a contrast to the other boys his age, in Fayetteville, North Caroline, but he was above most, and unblemished, he stood and walked soundly, erect. When looking at his eyes, you could see his whole body, they would devour you, snatch you from your roughness, and often women, girls constantly tried to get his attention, but what was foremost on his mind was wanting to be, dreamed of being, a soldier, a sergeant in the Army, he heard of small conflicts in South East Asia, Vietnam, he was wondering if America would get involved, it was 1963, and he watched the news carefully.