I. Base Camp   From where I sat in a [...]

And that was when the young priest, the young priest [...]

Home from a war of long ago, alone with shadows, [...]

It’s over now, John, you didn’t make the history books. [...]

Free falling five feet, M-16 and grenade outstretched as he [...]

The girl of warm hands would never understand why he [...]

Forty years gone, Tommy, so many rains ago the hulks [...]

There is an old man who has done his work, [...]

Turn back if you haven’t the stomach. It’s not like [...]

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