Mike Company Third Battalion, Fifth Marines
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The Million Dollar Wound (Going home the hard way) by Brad Reynolds Suddenly, I was lifted off the ground, plucked from reality into Death's door. I floated through the air without even realizing I had left the ground. I seemed to stay airborne, like a seagull floating in an ocean breeze. I could see men diving for cover, but I did not know why. A cloud of dust rose behind me, and a bright light engulfed me. My friend Hip was right, you don't hear the one that gets you |