"Why me?" That is the soldier's first question, asked each morning as the patrols go out and each evening as the night settles around the foxholes. — William Broyles Jr Copy Share Image
“We both had done the math. Kelly added it all up and... knew she had to let me go. I added it up, and knew that I had... lost her. 'cos I was never gonna get off that island. I was gonna die there, totally alone. I was gonna get sick, or get injured or something. The only choice I… — William Broyles Jr Copy Share
"Why me?" That is the soldier's first question, asked each morning as the patrols go out and each evening as the night settles around… — William Broyles Jr Copy Share Image
“So now I know what I have to do. I have to keep breathing. And tomorrow the sun will rise, and who knows what… — William Broyles Jr Copy Share Image
