28.11.2011, Age twenty-one
Taking cover in a four-foot deep ditch and up to our knees in s**t, checking ourselves for gunshot wounds after surviving the wall of lead that had moments before suppressed us into the ground. 1,266 more words
There was found among the ashes a letter written when that time stood still. It is a letter home – to America – from an unknown American to us all, the American Family. 1,152 more words
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June 24, 1916
My dear Mother, Daddy, and Grant:
Of course we always say that we have wet rainy nights whenever carrying out a relief. Well last Saturday night we moved into the line again from support on a damp night and last night, really this morning, came out in nearly absolute darkness through & over sloppy trails caused by yesterday’s heavy rainfall.