"My father never drank."
BJ finds this impossible to believe. "Never?"
Pausing, Hawkeye corrects himself. "Once. He drank once and instead of a hangover he got me, and as a result, a marriage. Called me his 'lesson' until I was five and Mom hit him with a feather duster."
BJ nods; for reasons he cannot express, this story seems fitting.
"Caught me out beside the creek with a stolen bottle when I was fifteen. After that I refused to touch the stuff until I was in med school."
"All good things," BJ remarks, hours later, "Must come to an end."
