Hello, my name is Jack
I lived a good life you know. Back before The War. I had everything I thought I wanted. One thing about losing everything is it can give you a clue as to what you really need. For me that’s friends. People I trust. People I’d give my life to save, or who would give theirs to save mine. War can bring the worst out in men. But it can also bring out the best. It was my privilege to know some of the best. And their names I will keep alive as long as I live.
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