An Atheist, Agnostic, Jew, Muslim, Christian and a Buddhist fighting fer the lives in the foxhole.
Things appeared rough. So rough the agnostic was trying to figure out what he had become and which faith he would adopt. For in truth, he had nearly lost his head a dozen times and he had indeed seen the light.
When all seemed lost...thru the thunder and gloom and fog rode the Cav to the rescue.
''Climb on board men.. we got room in the tracks'' said the snappily dressed Captain, adorned in his yellow scarf, spurs jangling from his CBs.
All of them, less one fell, to his knees giving thanks, in their own way, to the Great Master above. Even the reborn agnostic who was still trying to figure out which prayers and postulations to follow.
''Except you." ''For obviously an atheist, who no doubts supports science blindly and socialization of the state and redistribution of wealth has not yet learned the lesson'' quipped the Captain to the godless one.
And forthwith, in a whirl of dust, with tracks spinning and engines whining, with the howl of the rotors overhead... they withdrew.
Bout three miles down the road one of the rescuee's queried the Captain..."Ya not really going to leave him are ya Sir?"
''Nope'' he returned. ''Just give him some time and distance to think about it.. is all.''
''By the way Cap... er what is the lesson?'' said the former agnostic now a firmly committed spiritualist.
"Well... when in a fix..... be gawdamn careful who it is that rescues you" replied the noble knight on steel.