Yes, What a story, entirely true. If anyone ever wants screen shots of the conversation, let me know. Its a good read AHAH. The red lion is great pub. I usually go once a weekend, with the other half. She lives right down the road. So every morning on weekends I get to through memory lane. Funny. Seeing guys sitting on the bench, all lonely. LOL. McDonald's as a last meal tho..There's a story I read that some crazy, like me, ate a bible in prison as his last meal. Id opt for a verse or two, too.
As for last meals being Mickey D's: Ali Al Salem Air Base in Kuwait had a McDonald's. Now, AASAB was usually the first place you stopped in theater at the beginning of Iraq deployments, the last place you stopped before flying out on R&R ( aka Mid-tour leave), the first stop after returning from R&R, and the last stop before rotating home at the end of a deployment. Of course, being Americans, we usually grabbed a bite at that McDonald's. Funny thing was, upon returning to Fort Carson after both my second and third deployment, we got off the plane, shook the hands of the Post Commander, CSM, and some other Vip's... and were then handed happy meals from McDo. "Welcome back to America, guys. Here's some muthaf***in' cheesburgers!" A nice gesture; little did they know that we had been eating exactly that before getting on the freedom bird 30 hours prior.
Of course, my last meal in France before knocking on the gates will definitely not be anything American. I'll join up in Nantes, which should have some damned good oysters and mussels, being rather close to Normandie, Saintonge, and Bretagne.