I was enjoying a quiet night in the dayroom at Fort Benning, Georgia, watching TV. I had to get up early the next day because I was scheduled to drive…
One morning, my baby-powder-toting roommate, Tony Di Anzo, asked me for a favor. “Yoh, Mastas,” he said in his NYC drawl. “I need your help.” “What’s up?” I responded. “Yoh,…