173- The Island -Stacy Harris- -2

Ever dream of a life of... ...romantic adventure? Wanna get away from it all? We offer you... ...Escape! Escape! Designed to free you from the four walls of today for a half hour of high adventure!

On a remote island in the war-torn Pacific, a paradise of tropic splendor, by sounds of battle are far behind. While walking slowly taught you, our arms stretched out to you is the most beautiful girl in the world whose embrace could mean your death.

Listen now, as escape brings you Millard Kaufman's exciting story, The Island! The problem was, what could I do with Robert Lacey? Do you happen to have a dream book handy?

With all the charts and categories precisely arranged in alphabetical order? Well, in it you'll find a dream for loneliness, about girls and soft summery dresses. You'll find a dream for hunger, two pounds steak, perhaps smothered all over with lamb chops.

There are dreams for the traveler of a hometown far away and long ago. But find me a dream of a place you've never seen, a place that doesn't exist, a wake or a sleep that was Lacey's dream.

Corporal Robert Lacey, second battalion, fourth Marines. Harmless enough dream, I guess, and not to be taken seriously, or... So it seemed until that night when Lacey's dream became my problem. May it was 1945 in a little wood on Okinawa.

Okay, Tobori. I guess I got it. Where are we, anyhow? Yeah, a couple of three mines behind Jack lines. Oh, fire! You worry too much, pal. Even for a guy on his first patrol.

Well, I've been thinking of it as my last. Relax like me and you live forever. What was that? Nothing. That's a scream and me. Got a kind of a tail adjustment that cuffs the wind, sort of screams.