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by Penny Deere

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by William Arthur

Prose


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by Lynwood Hughed

Prose


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by William Howard

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by George Kulas

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THE ELEVEN-MAN SQUAD

By Albert Whetzel, Jr., Army

Writing Type: Poem

As I dream of that battle
I still tremble and shake,
and the guns on the warships
cannot jar me awake.
The men in my dreams
are strong, young and brave
in the eleven-man squad
on that first landing wave.
Our enemies were many
as the battle grew rough,
and we remembered Pearl Harbor,
we were trained to stand tough.
In bloody water to our knees,
no land, sand or sod,
three souls went to Heaven
from our eleven-man squad.
With bayonets fixed and ready,
it became man to man
as we searched for the enemy
beneath the coral, ash and sand.
When the second wave hit,
we took time to thank God
but three more had left
our eleven-man squad.
I saw four brave men
still in the line of fire
climb Mt. Saribachi
to raise the stripes and the stars.
Don't tell me, my friend,
generals don't pray and cry.
Jones looked over his men
with tears in his eyes.
As I awoke from my dreams,
I bowed my head to thank God.
I was one of the five
from that eleven-man squad.

Hartford, CT. Great Circus Fire

by George Arnold

Prose


The Hand of God in Vietnam

by Max Riekse

Prose


Our Last Night in Xuan Loc

by William Howard

Prose


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by Paul Nyerick

Prose


Requiem for a Tet Survivor

by La Decker

Prose


Green and Gold

by Scott Sjostrand

Poem