Confessions of a Human Nerve Ending

One My grandfather was a champion. Two Though he probably mastered his technique on the Scottish Highlands before coming to the states, he had an arm. Three. Had it been a different time he might’ve been a baseball star, but this was war and a newly adopted country, so he became a soldier. One He became an infantryman when they noticed how his hands were rather large. Two With just a few short practices they noticed that he threw where he was looking: accurate, landing the grenade in the zone almost every single time. Three Until he was deployed he was entered into contests:   a champion grenade thrower and his platoon took every prize. One As a member of a bombing party he’d run from trench to trench and throw grenades. Two After the trench was cleared they’d drink water, smoke cigarettes, rearrange their gear. Three On to the next, clearing them with precision throws as they went. One When you throw a grenade, you count...