We could feel the tremors of the artillery before the tram stopped and we unload. We stayed in company formations and began to trot towards the next s...et of stairs. Each company split off as we moved down the demon line and climbed up. My platoon split off finally and we climbed up again.We split into squads on the level below the top and moved towards the front. I stepped into one of the firing port rooms and stared at the giant rips and breaks in the outer wall. The men in the room were dead. We were discussing the men in our lives on this occassion. She being newly divorced was pretty much playing the field and I having been married 10 plus years was looking for excitement. We ordered our usual, a large picture of margaritas, and in less than an hour we were even more open with each other than before.We walked, ( well maybe stumbled ) out of the bar and decided it was probably best that I drive us both to my house so we could before my hubby came home from work.We Arrived at my. "Private First Class Virgil George left the colonel's tent and worked his way down the ridge when he found a suitable location to perform his mission he dug a fox hole then he got into the hole and laid out his weapon's magazines and waited for the Japanese to come.Shortly after sundown he started hearing the chatter of the Japanese in jungle that was directly in front of his position. The young Marine picked up one of his hand grenades and he pulled the safety pin, then he threw the grenade. The invigilator said that we would break for lunch, resume in an hour and that all of us were expected to be there at the right time. I thought to myself that I was not staying.Just then, our TPO came and said that anyone who went home would not be eligible to apply for any more jobs. ‘Blacklisted’ was the word he used. Damn this college and the stupid rules! “Okay,” I thought to myself, “if I was not allowed to go home, at least I could change.”I called up Sharada (You’ll.