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excerpt from The Rockwells

Brack was giving cover with the .50 caliber. Smitty and Irwin chucked a couple of grenades. When Rock stood up with that smoke in his mouth and the tommy gun blazing at his hip, he looked like a khaki god. His expression … Continue reading

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The orchard was heavy with the scent of ripe fruit. The sun was hot and a humid breeze carried the sound of children excited about candy. I looked over at Smitty surrounded by five ragged kids, all clamoring for the sweets … Continue reading

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excerpt from The Rockwells

“Get a medic up here!” I said into the radio and I gave them our address— “roger, out.” Anzio was making us sweat, scared shitless. A Kraut machine gun nest had the unit pinned down good. Poor Charlie was screaming and … Continue reading

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We were between hell and that hard place— It was like the fourth of July, only with hot steel and giant chunks of earth raining down on us. Then the walls of dust settled. The stench of cordite and burnt … Continue reading

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