“In the moments between bullets, those in foxholes regain their vision. They get to count the dead, feel for holes. Pain creeps through a sluice of calm.” — Chris DiCroce Copy Share Image
“I’m not who you think I am. I’m an actor. Just like all of you. I’m improvising, shooting from the hip. It’s all a… — Chris DiCroce Copy Share Image
“Every man should have to dig his own grave, Dash thought. If for nothing else, than to know what it feels like to dig… — Chris DiCroce Copy Share Image
“In the moments between bullets, those in foxholes regain their vision. They get to count the dead, feel for holes. Pain creeps through a… — Chris DiCroce Copy Share Image
“Some were only there to see and be seen. Some to watch the fall. People love free booze and a car crash.” — Chris DiCroce Copy Share Image
“Skylab might have been the only thing that fell faster than Reggie’s skirt when it came to a man squatting in the general proximity… — Chris DiCroce Copy Share Image
