1:43:03
I'm on my way out.
1:43:07
I'm aII right.
1:43:42
When my outfit got into the rubble
the next day...
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...they found 13 people still breathing:
12 Germans and me...
1:43:49
...or what was left of me.
1:43:57
I was in the hospital in Paris
for seven months.
1:44:01
When I got out,
I had $4,967 in back pay...
1:44:07
...and I was one of the displaced.
1:44:12
I'd had two letters from Monique
while I was in the hospital.
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''Dear friend,'' the first one began.
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''I think of you often.''
At the end, she added...
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...almost as an afterthought,
''I met a soldier named Harmer in Nice.
1:44:26
''He said that Britt Harris was dead.''
That was all.
1:44:30
I was glad she could write it like that.
1:44:33
The second letter was also short.
1:44:36
It merely said that her mother
had died the week of V-E Day.
1:44:40
I didn't answer the letters.
I didn't really know what to say.
1:44:53
Then one afternoon as I took my first sip...
1:44:56
...of what must have been
my 2,000th beer...
1:44:59
I saw myself in the ring
the glass left on the table.