Synoposis :D

It was cold chilly morning in Richmond Virginia, the year was 1941 and George, looking into the horizon, hears his mother call him for breakfast. His mother was a middle-aged woman about 50 that ran the store his family owned. This bone biting cold reminded him of the winter evening when his father had passed away in the pond. When he had fallen though thin ice. George also had a younger sister in which she didn't have a boy friend yet.

When he entered, he wiped a tear in his lip that had streamed down. He didn't want to let his mother see him cry. He didn't because times were hard after the depression and he didn't want to share his pain with her. He then, put out his camel and gave a gentle rub to his dog Murphy. While eating he heard his smaller sister call him out they symphonized to the local radio station to listen that there was some sort of attack in Hawaii, The news caster went on telling and reading the news of the report and heard that the Japanese had attacked a port. Then George somewhat mad and somewhat frustrated left the room to help his mother in the small shop they ran. While in the shop he saw with hopelessness how small of a place he lived in and he wanted to do more, he wanted to have a bigger house he wanted for times not to be so hard and for is mother and for him not to work two turns.

A couple weeks later after the U.S. declared war on Japan he decided to join the Army. This would provide him a break from his every day life and would bring a lot more income into his house; he also thought that it was the right thing to do, to help his country in a time of need. The very next day George sighed himself up. He sought after this moment with lots of joy and he wondered of what would go on in the future, would he come back with medals and glory would he be a distinguished General. At this moment death didn't go though his mind he was only 21 and thought that such a thing wouldn't happen to him because he was young.

A couple months later an army truck stopped in front of his house. This was the time were he had left his small home behind and he would begin his journey in the army.

When he arrived at HQ he was overwhelmed with orders and rules but eventually he got quite comfortable with them. Every morning at 5 am he would get out of his bead for roll call and would then go to the main square for a rigorous routine of exercise. Then they would march and follow drill orders with field gear and finally for a hard yelling from the general in which no one took seriously, latter to be dismissed. This was the common army life besides for the weekly lesson on how to dig a foxhole or on how to assemble a M-1. The things became more difficult and the walks became longer George now had to sleep in his foxhole and eat his emergency "K" rations they were being prepared for deployment.

In the year of 1943 the 505^th regiment boarded the U.S.S. Lincoln not headed towards Japan but towards England. When they arrived locals greeted them coldly but George fell in love with a local girl.

The streets of London were now littered with olive green uniforms with young men that were paid 75 U.S. dollars every month. During Georges stay in England he met with a very beautiful young lady by the name of Elisabeth she had a strong captivating look that lured you and a beautiful smile. To this his love he promised her to be married and come to have many children.

In a quiet rainy night of June 5, 1944 he strapped on all of his equipment to board on a twenty-foot boat, filled with other men. They were there for quite some time till 11 or 12pm when the 5,000 invasion craft were given the ok to head towards France.

A couple of miles back, from were you could see the French coast the loudest noise began to come from all the bigger ships around. They shelled the French coast till all you could see was dust in the horizon. The boat engine re started and heated towards a cataclysm. You could hear gun burst coming from the beaches. Some other boats would get hit with German shells and would explode in flames. Georges boat stopped and the moment came.

Hundreds of invasion craft landing on the beach and the rush of soldiers stumbling to get on their feet while the Germans would unload heavy fire all over. Of the few that were not dead or wounded some few fought up the hills, to clear the steel bunkers. After he had managed to live through disaster he thought and was anguished by the thought of what he had chosen and felt needing of home and Elisabeth. After all, the war had just started, and already he was puzzled and needing love.