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Hey boyz, tonight's the night we get away -- duck for cover; another RPG coming over the wall. Flash up on the side of the tall building over there -- scheisse they have awful aim! Shadows moving through the bushes, or was that just the breeze blowing the trees it don't much matter: lets fire a bunch of lead through there and make sure we kill the roaches with a sledge hammer. Mostly a whole bunch of boring time to kill ... takes an intolerable level of patience to endure it while you are being either baked or frozen (never any middle ground) while waiting for the chance to take your next shower and eat a warm meal.
Look guys, most of us make it back from those crappy situations. Whether we are Russians, Germans, US or whatever, the fighting soldier's lot is not very different from country to country. It is often simply the flag you fight under, the men are the same.
Thanks for the welcome back tg. Looks like we are the survivors
: )))
Oh yes, DJ, I did visit some of the graves in France, Germany and a few other places. Really makes you thankful. |
