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That you could do anything if you needed to. Or even if you didn’t need to you could do it anyway? Do you know what I mean? You know what I mean. I don’t know if Morris would know what I mean and I am surely sure Beck wouldn’t know what I mean but I think you know what I mean.
    You would be proud of me here, Ivan. You would be so proud of me that I am proud just thinking about how proud of me you would be. Does that make sense? Doesn’t matter, right because things don’t have to make sense here.
    Except it does. It all does. Everything here has started to make sense to me. More than anything ever did anywhere. And I owe all that to you. I owe all that I am to you. I might be in Canada if it wasn’t for you you know that? Of course you know that. Only you know and I know certain stuff isn’t that right Ivan?
    I dedicated one to you, buddy. A kill. Just so you know. I bet nobody ever did that for you before I bet that. I just thought of it, it came into my head and it was right. For Ivan, I said, to Ivan. Like you are a god. Like you are. How does that feel? Well there is more where that came from. Lots and lots and lots more cause I feel like I could kill this whole country by myself if I got the order to. I am great at that. I have never been great at anything almost never even been pretty good at anything but I am great great great at taking orders no matter what they are. But don’t worry I will leave some for you.
    Some guys here are no good at taking orders and I hate that. I can’t stand or understand that. Don’t you hate that?
    I’m different you know. You wouldn’t recognize me. I am so different a man now and I am never going back. And I am gonna keep paying you back for this for all you done for all you made of me.
    Be proud of me okay? Just do that.
    Your brother ,
    Rudi
    I have three excellent guys I spend a lot of my time with. Squid and Hunter and Marquette are guys you’d almost want to spend time with even if you didn’t need them covering your back with an M-16 every time you went to the bathroom. Gillespie, I don’t know about. He’s mostly okay, but I get a feeling from him that’s different. He’s even worse about rules than the rest of them — and that’s pretty bad. Can’t stand to follow orders. Or maybe he’s just selective about who he wants giving them out, which makes Marine life sort of complicated. He thinks everybody above the rank of corporal is as dangerous as the enemy. And whenever you talk to him he smiles, really hard and constant, and it never feels like a smile at all. That’s probably the part I don’t like most. I would feel a lot better about him if he just let his face tell the truth instead of doing all that grinning. His nickname is Sunshine, but not when he’s around to hear it.
    But he’s all right, Gillespie. As far as guys go. The way I hear it, we’re pretty lucky, at this point in the war,at this spot in-country, that we aren’t surrounded by Americans who all want to kill each other. You know how it is when it’s really hot in the city for a long time in the summer? How everybody gets on everybody else’s nerves and the crime rate goes up and all that? That’s what it’s like here. Only everybody’s armed to the teeth, and it’s hotter than wherever else you could be.
    But we don’t have it all bad at this spot at this time. Chu Lai actually has one of the nicest beaches I’ve ever seen. And when it’s face-melt hot, there’s nothing like the beach.
    â€œMaybe if the man could give you the feeling that he knew what he was doing, it would be different.” Marquette is talking. He’s leading our little formation as we hit the last part of the road before the sand. It is a little bit comical, our formation. We take our guns with us everywhere, of course, but otherwise, we are traveling light. Except for our boxer