Memorial Day Tales

With bated breath and rapted attention we waited for the next installment of our guests war stories. The unwashed individual could really spin a yarn and since we were stranded at the 'Pukin' Pelican' because the Reverend had driven some other boaters home, we gave him our full attention.

"I was on my second tour when 'Charlie' over-ran our position.

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