City of Bones

June 5, 1944

I'm really wondering why the hell I enlisted. Everything was going right, I got a girlfriend I couple college scholarships and new friends. I just had to decide to serve my country and honor my family. I think you should be able to serve your country by sittin at home and being a normal citizen. I have no idea what was going through my head. D-day's tomorrow and I'm probably going to get torn to shreds. A bunch of guys are throwing up r holding their heads wondering why they decided to do this. I'm one of the many who ended up doing both. I hear the Germans are vicious and they'll stop at nothing to kill they're enemies. Great, I'm headed off to war and probably gonna die the first day I'm in action. Made a friend or to along the way. Ryan or as we call him Beafy is the most bulky guy with glasses you'll ever meet. The only other guy I've met is chubs. He's the skinniest fat guy you'll ever meet. He could eat a whole buffet and still stay in shape. I never did learn his real name......

Early morning June 6, 1944

Apparently if we thought boot camp was tough we had another thing comoing "welcome to hell boys" were our division leaders words this morning. I've earned the name Brooklyn somehow. I guess I look like I would be from there or somethin? Can't write much now, I have to go puke out whats left in my gut.....

Night, June 10, 1944,

I'M ALIVE! Somehow I managed to survive! I guess I was one of the few lucky ones. My division got split apart so me, Ryan, Chubs, and corporal Evans are now in division Charlie 437. I probably should explain myself in case someone finds this when I die. I'm private James Everage. I'm 18 turning 19 march