He was scared; really scared. Sleepwalking, nightmares… things he hadn't even been aware of until Colonel Potter, Radar, BJ and Klinger told him about them.
Thank God for psychiatrist Sidney Freedman. In many ways, the guy was Hawkeye's best friend in the world If it weren't for Sidney, Hawkeye didn't
know where he would be. He hoped that his friends in Crabapple Cove weren't sore at him for disturbing their lives with a phone call from Korea asking about their
well-being. At least Klinger thought Hawkeye was a pretty good basketball player, for a sleepwalker.