After a restless night I peered out the window into the darkness of early morning, anxiously awaiting my ride.
The monthly travelogue from the-ever itinerant Maderan, Leon Emo.
While prostrate in my hospital bed earlier this year, barely able to move, many memories of places, people and adventures floated through the mind.
A few years back we meandered back to my old and last U.S. Army stomping ground at Fort Hood, Texas.
This is the second of a two-part series by Tribune columnist Leon Emo on his 23-day stay in the hospital in December.
Editor’s note: When he was able, I asked Tribune columnist Leon Emo to recount his nearly month-long experiences in the hospital.