161- Four Went Home

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reading around the floor clockwise. Jerry Mitchell infantry, he was the kid. The Nazis got him at the bulge. He'd seen a lot of war and he was sick because of it. He was a good kid. Mitch.

I'll see it and raise a half. Oh, wait a minute. Next to him, I'm standing. Henry Dutch on the side. He'd been in the bulge too, along with Mitch. He was from Pennsylvania, used to play football, factacy made a career of it for seven years, went from school to school, south and west.

Called himself a football bum. His power was Mitch, that was okay. A big guy. Dutch, and then Sandy Saperstein. Dark, wiry, machine gunner. He taught math on a small upstate New York school and turned in his uniform somewhere in Belgium.