Five thousand cheers for this story! It's brilliant in every way.
I've just re watched all five seasons that are on Netflix, and was really hoping for a good Radar/Henry love story.
Please please please please write more for this pairing! You got it exactly right.

Also, you made me cry.

Lovely. Just lovely. : )

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Woooooooow... I just watched this on ME tv, and I asked my mon why they called him Radar, and she said, "Because he hears the choppers coming. He hears people calling for him, and sometimes arrives before they do." so, naturally, I wondered why. So, I searched for a fanfiction about it.

ME tv is great. It stands for Memorable Entertainment. It made me stroll down the school hallway whistling the theme from the Andy Griffith (griffin?) show. The drama teacher looked at me with a happy/surprised expression, like he was happy a teenager was watching things like that, versus mind-numbing cartoons. (why do they always cancel the good ones?) he said, "I didn't know people still watched that!"

I've never read a story quite like this before. It was lovely - this beautiful insight into Rader, what his thoughts look like, what other people's thoughts look like. Reading about Hawkeye and BJ's thoughts reaching out for each other, and Radar wishing he could make it better, and how open Colonel Potter was, made me cry. I really really liked this.

This is a terrific little story! I really enjoyed it!

*speechless* I can't even begin to describe how awsome this is... its just... so... incredible, *in love with the fic*

I had the same reaction to this as I did to the series, which was a perpetual 'Aw, Radar!' - even though, honestly, every now and then his voice wavered just a little bit.

I think the part that struck me the most was your description of Henry's hands. They were somehow very solid, and that was comforting; that brought him back on some level.

Last night at about 2 am I read something of yours - I can't remember what it was called, but it was about the origins of Hawkeye's claustrophobia - and I just wanted to thank you for writing M*A*S*H fics I could finish! I'm knew to the fandom and I was getting discouraged, but you gave me new hope: your portrayal of BJ's feelings about his feelings for Peg rang so very true to me.

Oh my goodness, this story is fantastic! I love how you described everything all un-describey and perfect, and it's so sad and so sweet at the same time. Plus Radar's always been my favorite and it's nice to have an idea of how he always knows things. I must say that this has to be the best M*A*S*H story I've ever read, seriously! It is wonderful, keep up the good work!

I really like how you keep most of the story in Radar's speaking pattern. That's the first thing that really grabbed my attention! I enjoyed it :D

a great explaination of how Radar feels about his 'talent'.

nicely done

radar fan

Fascinating. And plausible. Walter was one of the most interesting people on the show, though not the most, and I quite enjoyed your interpretation of a peek into his thoughts.

This story is incredible. It's touching and brilliant and so heartfelt, made me cry. Sounds like loose compliments, but I mean it. This story, the way you get into his head and make everything seem so complex, confusing and yet simple...it's incredibly beautiful.

That was just plain beautiful.
Thank you.

You know, that's a damn good description of Radar.. and a lot of other people. I have a way of knowing what my friends feel before they feel it, like I know when something bad's going to happen. The day my mom found out about her uncle dying, I was in school, I felt such sorrow it hurt, and then 3 hours later I get home and there's a call on the answering machine for mom. A day and a half later she was on a Train to New York.
You know how scary that is? A friend and I have a "connection" as we put it. Like Radar w/Blake only we both do it. Finish each others sentences, answer questions before asked. The typical thing. Known each other 7 years (longest friendship I've ever carried) and we've joined the same wavelength. Creepy sometimes. Funny though, one of us kicks a wall or stubs a toe, the other gets the pain. Bah.
Anyway...aside from my psychobabble, wonderful story and one of the best I've read so far (which isn't many, today's my second day of M*A*S*H fanfic...I may just write one yet...