Everyone knows what today is the anniversary of. It set off what is now nearly a decade of war. There are a few lines of verse in Robert Leckie's Helmet for My Pillow that capture a glimpse up the horrors of war, no matter what century:
There was this verse, which I have seen countless times, before and since, the direct and unpolished cry of a Marine's sardonic heart:
And when he gets to Heaven To St. Peter he will tell: One more Marine reporting, sir -- I've served my time in Hell.