They didn’t shoot at us. A silent scene until we clogged the beach, and then — all hell, potato masher hand grenades, machine gun fire, artillery. I swear each shell passed close enough you could …
August 29, 2012
Posted August 28, 2012
They didn’t shoot at us. A silent scene until we clogged the beach, and then — all hell, potato masher hand grenades, machine gun fire, artillery. I swear each shell passed close enough you could …