I know. My friend grew up in Boston and went Army. Survived the Normandy Landing. I even translated his comendation that he got from the French government a few years back.
But his brother (maybe a cousin, I'll have to ask him) grew up in Itally, went military when they held a gun to his head and landed up a POW after the war. Said it wasn't half bad. They worked around the countryside, ate pretty well and were able to correspond w/ friends and family.
I just haven't kept in touch w/ the guy since we moved up here. He hates talking on the phone and writing letters... but that's no excuse. I should drop him a line anyway and see how he's doing. Thanks for the excuse.
Vain are the thousand creeds that move men's hearts, unutterably vain, worthless as wither'd weeds.
--Emily Bronte
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Ginger Warbis ~ Antigen
Drug war POW
Seed `71 - `80
Straight, Sarasota
10/80 - 10/82
Anonymity Anonymousreturn undef() if /coercion/i;