Everyman's War Page #3

l heard it got pretty nasty up there.

Couple of the guys told me

there's not much left of that town.

Sh*t, we got them Krauts

on the run now, though.

Dear Doreen, l am going overseas.

l wish we could have had

more time together,

as there are things

that l would like to have said.

l've wanted to send you this letter

so many times,

but l don't know now if l will ever

have the chance,

or if it will even matter.

Too many bloody Yanks.

Starks.

Starks, l lost you boarding.

l wasn't sure if--

Where'd you go?

Throw my bag on the pile.

Something wrong?

My wife took the bus down

from Sackets Harbor.

l was supposed to meet them.

l had to go pick up the troop's

berthing assignments from the lieutenant.

That's tough. l'm sorry.

Well, at least you know his transport's due.

My life, four words--

Didn't see that coming.

- That sounds familiar.

- Yeah.

Maybe l'll bring it up as one of our topics

of the day so we can all b*tch about it.

Excuse me, l'm in the wrong section.

l am in supply.

l am American.

The hell you say.

Sh*t, target practice, maybe.

Hey, this rack taken?

Want another card or what?

Come on, take one. l bet it's good.

Hey, greaseball, this rack taken?

l'll greaseball your sorry ass.

Sure, come on, goomba.

Hey, Benedetto, save it.

Come on.

Come on, Ken, you're not supposed

to show me your hand.

You dumb farmer.

l'm out.

Farmer?

Where from?

Kansas.

Near Norris.

Never heard of it.

Feels like we're on the move.

You know, l feel like a cattle down here.

Here.

Write your V-Mail.

V-Mail?

How am l supposed to write

on something so small?

Keep it short and sweet, you know.

Dear folks, off to war.

Having fun.

Love, Angelo.

Can't say nothing anyway.

First class accommodations.

Not like any first class l can remember.

When were you that lucky?

Back when l was rich, young, and stupid.

Never was lucky.

Hey, speaking of young and stupid, here.

l'm giving this back to you.

Why? You won it.

Do you know how

to whip-shot dice, Smith?

- No.

- Yeah, well, l do,

and so does Benedetto.

The game wasn't straight.

The bet wasn't fair.

l'm giving it back.

Well, thanks, but l--

No buts. Just stay out of

Benedetto's dice games.

Money's not that important,

and you're no good at dice.

Try your hand at poker.

Hey, Smith, want to play some cards?

Hey, Fuller.

Cards? Not this time, Benedetto.

Come on, l'll go easy on you.

Okay, cut the chatter and listen up.

For those of you l do not know,

my name is Corporal Starks,

and l get to take care of your sorry butts

for the next week.

Now you need to remember

that we are in the blue section--

troop compartment 4.

There are thousands of soldiers

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