Fort McCoy Page #3

I've got to go into Sparta

and fatty some cheese curds.

No problem, Florie.

What the, god damn it!

How am I supposed to

keep track of this sh*t!

Stupid asses.

I can't believe he

was ever a minister.

Beloved by his

congregation, no doubt.

I'm gonna see you later.

Get a move on!

I'm starving in here.

Did you know when

you left, that you

Were going to be working here?

I was observing.

Hey look, it's the boy!

Is he in jail?

He's not in jail, he's a PW.

What's that?

Well you don't know.

Shut up.

What are you doing?

Get down!

How did you get up there?

Sam, I need those documents!

Yes, sir.

We just him to swine them.

I mean sign.

Well, it's a pig order.

Don't let him hog the inventory.

Sam!

One little apple and two

small leaves, and that

Was the last of those

valiant thieves.

The end.

Good night, pumpkin.

Daddy, what's a PW?

It means prisoner of war.

So it's a camp?

Yes, it is, in a way.

Well, what did they do?

They fought in the war.

Did they kill people?

I suppose they did.

A lot of innocent people

have died in this war.

Even the kids?

The boy PWs, did they kill?

I don't know.

I don't know everyone's past.

Is uncle Bud killing people?

Well I, I guess he probably is.

Could he be a PW?

If he were captured, yeah.

Good night, pumpkin.

Good night, daddy.

The summer I was nine,

do you know what I did?

I used to go night

crawling with Bud.

Do you know what that is?

No.

It's when you go

looking for earthworms

That come out at night.

Yuck.

We'd fill a coffee tin

with dirt, take a lantern,

And go find them.

And in the morning, our mother

packed us each a sandwich,

And we'd take our fishing poles,

our sandwiches, and our coffee

Tin down to the river.

We caught sunfish,

sturgeon, catfish.

That's what I did all summer.

Night crawling and

fishing with my brother.

You shouldn't have to be here.

But I'm having fun here.

Oh, mom, it's OK.

Sweet dreams, angel.

Hallelujah,

hallelujah, hallelujah,

Hallelujah,

hallelujah, hallelujah.

Heavenly father, we

come today, before you,

To pray for our boys overseas,

and for the boys here with us.

That you will guide them,

and watch over them here,

And wherever they are sent.

And for their loved ones

who are left behind.

The wives, the mothers,

and the children.

Lord Jesus, we ask that you

bring an end to this war,

And let your perpetual

light shine upon us.

Amen.

Amen.

Nice to see you, Arlene.

Thank you for a good sermon.

Thank you, sir.

You must come for

dinner, father.

Do you play cards?

I love a good hand of bridge.

Oh, me too.

I'm going to go to

the club and get a pop.

Can we go?

Can we go?

You may go.

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