"Eight, eight, the burning hate. Between Sunday and Monday hangs a day so dark it will devastate. "
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"Eight, eight, the burning hate. Between Sunday and Monday hangs a day so dark it will devastate. "
FEBRUARY 15 (Battle day)
I was given a letter dictated by David just a few hrs before we went into the attack. It was still too dark to read- His childish patter was delightful- but altogether incongruous in that situation-
About noon I waved for the last time to all the line officers of the 2nd Bn- They never came back- except Winkler who was badly burned. It was odd that the last day of my first yr of service should be the last date of my life with so many of these friends. They are gone. Alger, Emory, [Manchus], Peyton, Hooker, Laughlin, Cochrell, Flanders, Herr, Holder, Flanagan, Leger, and others. It was horrible to watch all their tanks burn. We never had a chance to go forward- took each of a few casualties that were brought back- Met Fred that nite and learned that McKee and 11 men were missing since the day before- Gabbard was killed. It is all stunning, incomprehensible.