An old grunt dies and goes to Heaven. At the pearly gates he meets Saint Peter. "Hey Glad to see you made it, we need Grunts up here and you deserve to be here" The grunt smiles and is about to step into heaven, he turns and asks " St. Pete, You don't have any CAV up here do you? They picked on me my whole career. Throwing MRE's and coke cans at me as they rode by, I hate CAV." "NO WAY!" says Saint Peter "There is no CAV here. They stay down at Fiddlers Green." So the grunt steps into heaven again and sees a cloud with a gun Tube sticking out of it. All hell breaking loose, loud music, girls screaming, bottles breaking. "Hey that's CAV, you lied to me." "No, no, no, that's the Mech Infantry." "OK", so he goes to step in again. Hears the same raucous from another cloud and sees a bigger gun tube " that's CAV!!!!" he screams hysterically. "Calm down that's artillery, they bailed you out when you were in trouble." "YA dem guys are OK." So the grunt takes another step. A Kiowa Warrior comes screaming around a corner, the gunner hunched over his sights firing rockets and Hellfires everywhere, The pilot has a Stetson and a bottle of Jack Daniels in one hand and a blonde on the other. Crossed sabers are painted on the side of the chopper. "THAT'S THE CAV!" screams the Grunt. "NAW," says Saint Peter. "That's GOD. He just thinks he's CAV." Back to Dispatch Apr. 99 Table of Contents Back to Dispatch List of Issues Back to MagWeb Master Magazine List © Copyright 1999 by HMGS Mid-South This article appears in MagWeb (Magazine Web) on the Internet World Wide Web. Other military history articles and gaming articles are available at http://www.magweb.com