As far as he was concerned, that made him-literally-'scared shitless.' It did not strike him as amusing. Just about every time he did that, he'd had to rush to the head to move his bowels. The thought, if not the conviction, had been there when he crawled into bed, and more times than he wanted to count he'd woken up during the night with it. That conviction didn't come as a surprise to him. By the time he threw off the sheet that morning and swung his feet onto the floor, he did it with the sinking conviction that he was a coward. William Charles 'Bill' Dunn, USMCR, of Point Clear, Alabama, was twenty-one years old, five feet six inches tall, and weighed 142 pounds he'd been a First Lieutenant, USMCR, twelve, days, and a Naval Aviator not quite six months and in all that time-in all his twenty-one years, even-he'd never had a night as hard as the last one.

Schomp A Marine Fighter Pilot who became a legendary U.S.

The Corps is respectfully dedicated to the memories of Second Lieutenant Drew James Barrett III, USMC Company K, 3rd Battalion, 26th Marines Born Denver, Colorado, 3 January 1945 Died Quang Nam Province, Republic of Vietnam, 27 February 1969 and Major Alfred Lee Butler III, USMC Headquarters 22nd Marine Amphibious Unit Born Washington, DC, 4 September 1950 Died Beirut, Lebanon, 8 February 1984.

Battleground by W.E.B. Griffin