Each year at this time my thoughts return to my fighting hole at fire base
Mace, Christmas Eve 1970. Standing knee deep in mud and stuff I don't even
like to think about, eating c-rats that were older than I was. There was a
small tree between my hole and the wire, that had all the leaves blown off,
and it had one lonely branch left on it. I took a shell casing and placed it
on the branch for my Christmas tree. You now know the story of the cartridge
in a bare tree.
Merry Christmas
Happy Hanukkah
And for you Atheists "have a nice day"
Crash
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