We can do this lock-down thing!
Repeat after me: WE CAN DO THIS!
Let me tell you a story about my dad.
On January 22, 1944, Dad and 36,000 other Allied soldiers landed on the beach at Anzio, Italy. Their landing was unopposed and basically undetected by the German forces.
Anzio Beach was reclaimed marsh land, and it was surrounded on three sides by hills.
The plan from High Command called for a swift landing, an even swifter establishment of a beachhead, and then an advance on Rome. Somehow, though, the orders from High Command were either misunderstood or ignored by General Lucas, commander of the landing forces. Lucas felt it important to fortify the hastily-constructed beachhead, so valuable time was spent doing that in anticipation of a counterattack.
That valuable time gave the Germans time to occupy the surrounding hills and begin dropping shells down upon the Allied forces, who were trapped on that beach for over a month. For thirty days the Allied soldiers lived in trenches and hoped that the next shell did not have their name on it. Day and night the German big guns fired down onto that beach, and day and night the casualties mounted and hell on earth visited those soldiers in my dad’s corps.
Mind you, my dad enlisted in the Army because fighting in a war was a guaranteed paycheck, something my dad hadn’t seen in nine years because of The Great Depression.
We can do this lock-down thing!
Of course this pandemic is unsettling and difficult, but it sure isn’t like having explosive shells falling out of the sky.
WE CAN DO THIS!
Be safe, my friends!
Bill
“Helping writers to spread their wings and fly.”
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