Colonel Potter
Col. Potter became a great friend. When he first arrived we all thought we were in trouble, especially as we found out that he was regular army, but (as we found out on the first night) he wasn't too keen on following the rules to the letter. Hawk and I thought it was funny when he told us he got a medal when he was wounded as a result of his still exploding. As we sat in the swamp the night he arrived, Hawkeye and I felt content that, for now at least, things were going to be ok.
As time went on my friendship with Col. Potter, or Sherman, grew. He was no longer a colleague or just my commanding officer. He was a friend. He was someone I could look to for help, and believe me at times I needed it.
When Col. Potter got Sophie he was over the moon. I'll never forget when he was away and Sophie had colic. What Hawkeye and I had to go through to cure her was interesting to say the least. Who could imagine having to 'flush out' a horse? Poor Hawkeye, whatever must he of gone through in that stable?
Towards the end of the war (or should I say Police Action) everything became harder. Everyone looked so tired. Col. Potter looked after us all. He would try to 'comfort' us or lighten the mood with his stories of his experiences from past wars and his time in the cavalry. I liked it when Hawkeye told me that Col. Potter learnt foot care from "Private Harry S. Truman". When it was announced that the war was finally over, Hawkeye and I knew what we would give Col. Potter. It would be the one thing we had never done before and would simply come with the words "It comes from the heart."