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Show Flying - 165 He was sitting right there in that booth when they cane to get him," he says remembering the occasion with awe. "July of '42, it was." "August," says the little man. "I know it was August because I'd just finished painting then new barracks up to Camp Roberts. " "I'll never forget that day," says the bartender. "One of them FBI agents stayed around afterwards and was asking questions about him, trying to find out if he'd been spying while he was in here." "Yeah," says the fat man. "He told us about how Paul Robeson got his start posing for them dirty French pictures and how the FBI had'em on file but Roosevelt wouldn't let J. Edgar Hoover give then to the newspapers." "It wasn't Paul Robeson," says the bartender. "It was Jackie Robinson used to nake then pornographic novies." "It was one of them big-pricked niggers, anyway," says the little man. "You boys want another beer?" says the bartender. "I'll buy this round," says the little man in the painter's coveralls. "You boys drink up and forget the war for a while. We know what it's like, don't we Charlie?" he says to the fat man. John Henry walks up to the bar to pick up the beers and brings them back to the table. Behind him, the three men |