CaptainLewis
29 September 2006, 05:09 PM
Eighty-eight years ago today, amid a twilight of wind and rain, a young man, just a few months past his twenty-first birthday, standing on a gently sloping field on the outskirts of a small French village, with automatic in hand, chose his demise...
May you rest in peace, Lieutenant.
May you rest in peace, Lieutenant.