We were six days and five hundred miles from the war..

“My platoon was catching some much-needed R & R. We were on a secluded white sand beach on a small nameless island in a chain of nameless South Sea islands. We drank beer, sprawled on the sand. splashed about in the clear, salt water and talked about women. We were six days and five hundred miles from the war.”

R & R in the South Pacific

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