August 1935

Second Division Shrine Marked

Volume 19, Issue 3
Author: 

Charles J Miller

Within a stone's throw of the Washington Monument, at eleven o'clcck on September the fourteenth, hands that made history were reclasped after nearly seventeen years of separation. Some of these heads and hands had grown a bit wrinkled and warped in the meantime, but they were still willing to do honor to their comrades, living and dead.

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  • ONLY one shot was fired, but its echo shredded the silence of the jungle trail. It came from the head of the column. One of the Marines in the connecting files shouted, "Ambush! Ambush!" The others faltered momentarily, fingering the safety catches on their rifles. The B.A.R. man whipped his...
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  • By Dutch We all say good-by to our Battery Commander, Lt. A. L. Bowser, and we enjoyed the duties under his command. We wish you the world of luck and a real pleasant tour of duty at your new assignment. We are also having the pleasure of giving our new Battery Commander, First Lt. Randall M...
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