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major john egan in his crush cap and aviators, grinning big and chewing gum obnoxiously, tan sheepskin on, driving his jeep around the base
As I looked at the stains on the coral, I recalled some of the eloquent phrases of politicians and newsmen about how "gallant" it is for a man to "shed his blood for his country" and "to give his life's blood as a sacrifice," and so on. The words seemed so ridiculous. Only the flies benefited. Eugene B. Sledge, With the Old Breed: At Peleliu and Okinawa
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BEN RADCLIFFE as JOHN BRADY MASTERS OF THE AIR (2024)
john "bucky" egan aka an all-american bitch
Meet the character
the girls who are into band of brothers in the year 2024 are the kind of people you can count on. the ones to call when you need someone to pick you up from the bar at 3 AM. someone who will make you soup when you're sick. you know what I'm talking about
psa. if we’re mutuals, we’re automatically friends. u don’t need to say things like “sorry to bother” or “sorry im annoying” bc ur not. ur my friend. u can come to me for anything. u need help? im here. wanna chat? hmu. just wanna gush abt your muse? go for it. we’re friends. ily.
a moment of silence for this look on george luz. you are missed and loved
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one of the things i really appreciate about eugene's dad is how he always gives eugene a choice. yes, as a doctor, he couldn't let eugene enlist in the marine corps because of his heart murmur, but respected eugene's desire to do his part for the country as an enlisted man, and supported and empathized with eugene when he was feeling down he couldn't enlist ("the boy's disappointed, mary frank"). he could've kept eugene being clear of his heart murmur a secret until the end of the war to spare him from the war, but he didn't. he let eugene know that he was clear of his heart murmur even though he knew his son would not hesitate to enlist and in spite of his experience as a doctor knowing what war does to men. he wanted to give eugene a choice to enlist or not, and he respected eugene's decision to enlist. when eugene came back from the war, he continued to give him a choice and respected his choices. he respected eugene's choice not to talk about the war and waited for eugene to come to him even when he heard eugene break down at night. instead, he stayed up with eugene and waited outside his room. and when eugene broke down in the forest, he comforted him. he respected eugene's choice to stay at home and never forced him to look for a job or go to college, telling his wife to stop pressuring their son. instead, he gave eugene a hobby, bird watching, which became his comfort place after the war and life's calling and direction
consoling a grieving sledge. giving him head pats
a great perspective to have
when she says she's fine what she actually means is she's haunted by "the shell that hit the foxhole luz and i were in was a dud. the one that hit muck and penkala's foxhole wasn't. that's just the way it was."
Out my fuckin’ mind Goin’ for your throats like I’m a rabid canine I don’t fuck with many, I don’t like to play nice Call me Sub-Zero how I leave ‘em all on ice Lethal with the rifle 40/40 shoot precise Always feel like I’m the black sheep But don’t count me out 'cause I swear to god I’ll be the next thing You pussies always tryna jack the wave that’s popping Gotta stay one step ahead that’s why I’m re-inventing