BJ could think of nothing else. Not even the wounded or the hell of war could have shaken his good mood. The idea of getting their families and friends together for a party in the States was a brilliant one. He wished, oh how he wished he could have been there. When Radar stood in the OR reading the letter about the party from his mother, BJ couldn't stop smiling. The party had been a huge success and their families were closer than he'd ever imagined. Oh how he wished he could have been there. They all wished they were there.
