Of all my war experiences, theres one moment that still causes me to wake up in the middle of the night covered in sweat, chills washing over my flesh like a phantoms breath.....a memory that makes me reach for the bottle and try to drown the pain in a flood of liquid fire that settles in my stomach like a quenching reprieve to the horror that I witnessed. This moment, this dreadful moment that haunts my dreams and soul......was trying Vegemite in the Australian chow hall. I didnt know! I DID NOT KNOW!
Posted on: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 23:18:29 +0000
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