During the war Harrigan and I had been doing some reconnaissance outside of Alsace, France and been separated from our unit. We were then captured by a small group of German soldiers. We were at the edge of a bombed out village just before dawn, when it’s always darkest, or so they say.
There were a few soldiers in front of us and two directly behind us. We looked at each other, instinctively knowing what the other one was going to do. We stopped walking but the two men behind us kept coming toward us, unaware we had stopped moving…