MASH : Margaret Always Says Hello

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Margaret always says hello. Even if Pierce and Hunnicutt are driving her mad, or she's had a quarrel with her husband, the one thing I can count on in this terrible place is her hello.

Child of the wilderness

Born into emptiness

Personally, I don't know why she bothers with Penobscott. He treats her like scum, but she always takes him back. Maybe that is just what marriage entails, but I imagine love as a happy thing … it is the one respect in which I am foolishly optimistic. Perhaps that is why I have never found love … at least, the kind of love that goes both ways.

Learn to be lonely

Learn to find your way in darkness

When I came back from R & R in Tokyo and found those pictures of "Mrs. Chuck Winchester", I led Pierce and Hunnicutt to believe that being married to a stranger was the sole thought on my mind. In reality, my mind first went to Margaret. What would she say? I knew she was married, but I had been filled in on her relationship with Frank Burns almost before I stepped into the accurately named Swamp. He had been married, so what if she was married? I … I made myself stop there and concentrate on finding out if I had, in fact, been married to a perfect stranger. But she stayed in the back of my mind all the while until I found out the wedding had been a joke.

Who will be there for you?

Comfort and care for you?

Learn to be lonely …

Learn to be your one companion

She has no idea … I share my expensive food, my wine, with her. She thinks it is just because I am polite, high society, but it isn't. I long for her, but whenever I give her any reason to, she darts away from me. One could hazard a guess that it is because of Lt. Col. Penobscott, but her history with Major Burns suggests otherwise. I suppose a wiser person would tell me that her obvious ignorance to my affections is a sign to me of the way my life is supposed to be … I should just resign myself to lesser things, if a sorrier life than the present can exist.

Never dreamed out in the world

There are arms to hold you

You've always known your heart was on its own

Margaret is bittersweet to me – heartwrenching and endearing, making me ache but holding me together, making the world end and begin at the same time. It may not seem possible, and yet, trying to explain snow to one who has never seen it or felt it, brings much the same dilemma. It is almost amusing to think of.

So laugh in your loneliness

Child of the wilderness

Learn to be lonely;

Learn how to love life that is lived alone

But the laughter quickly changes to tears in my heart. I want her, need her, more … but it seems impossible. Like this war, it never changes, the same day after day after day … I need change in more ways than one. I wonder, if Margaret could read this private thoughts of mine, what she would do? Would she pledge undying love – or just go on saying hello – or run scared once again?

Learn to be lonely

Life can be lived

Life can be loved …

Margaret always says hello … why, then, do I always say goodbye?

Alone.

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