173- The Island -Stacy Harris- -1

tired of the everyday grind, ever dream of a life of romantic adventure. I want to 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.

In Pacific, a paradise of tropic splendor Our sounds of battle are far behind. While walking slowly taught you, our arms stretched out to you is the most beautiful girl embrace could mean your death.

Listen now, as escape brings you millared coffins, 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, then 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 Marine. 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 war Don Okinawa Okay, so boring. I guess I got it Where are we anyhow? Yeah a couple of three mines behind Jack lines

Oh fine! 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. This is screaming, Mimi.