Brad Hobb's Part
Group of MK revelers
walks into the Ancon, and there's this white guy semi-passed out at the bar.
Somehow, they make the connection that he is one of "theirs", and decide to help out by loading
him in a cab to take him back to
the hotel. In the process of
carrying him (Cosgrove) out, he wakes up
and starts struggling. A common
glance is exchanged by the four carriers,
and as if on queue, they all drop him. He
passes out again.
pick him up, and manage to get him
out front. One of the guys
negotiates the deal with the cab
driver, while the others load Cosgrove in the back seat of the cab. Cosgrove wakes up again, and begins kicking the crap outta the
back door of the cab, at which point the cabbie starts yelling to get him outta
the ruckus alerts the Guardia that usually hung out on the corner of Av d.l. Martires and Calle J, and they stroll down to check out
this time Cosgrove is outta the cab, sorta on his feet, and while the MK brethren
try to explain the situation, Cosgrove endears himself to the Guardia
so much, they decide to take him off to their place for a while. (Not
sure if he tried to slug one of them or just cussed).
knew where Cosgrove went, and the Guardia wasn't really talkin about it...but the end of the tale was that Cosgrove was back on a
plane outta Panama less than 48 hours after he got there.
Vernon Lee's Rendition
You got the story pretty good, considering it's second- or third- hand (I see some things haven't changed). I was one of that "group of MK revelers," and I know Juan and Luis Valdes were there, too, as well as Mike's drinking buddy that night, Bruce Kilty. I think when we arrived, Cos was already on the floor and had bitten one of the waiters in the hand. Since they knew he was associated with The Moscos, they didn't want to press charges, just get him the hell out of there.
I don't remember who actually put him into the cab, but I do vividly recalling him kicking the door and screaming, "I'll kill you motherfuckers!" at the top of his lungs. It was the yelling, I believe, that attracted some of Panama's finest to the scene. And Juan, maybe you remember, but I also think Cos punched Bruce Kilty in the face as we were trying to get him out of there.
Oh, yeah! Now it all comes back to me!!
That was the night we
threw a birthday party in the Howard NCO Club for Chief Bell!
If memory serves me, Juan and I jumped in a cab after the guardia took
Cos away and raced back to Howard to find the chief.
The NCO club was closing, and Jimmy Bell was sitting there with a couple
of guys absolutely toasted. I
remember he had this wide shit-eatin' grin on his face, and gave us a little
"Hi there!" wave. That
night, I gained a new facet of the immense respect I already had for Jimmy Bell.
As we told him what had happened to Cos, the grin slowly melted away, and
within a matter of minutes, the chief was in complete control of himself and
deciding what to do next. I think he wound up going to the guardia station himself. But
it was very impressive. The chief
had been drinking kamikazes or B-52s or something like that since about 9
o'clock, but the minute something involved one of his charges, it was almost
like he willed his body to overcome the effects of the alcohol (much like he
used to do with the Block III!).
to you, Chief, wherever you are!