Comments about Dylan Barker
This is not a poem. It is a short story.
Joseph Winters winced as a wave broke over the front of the Higgins
Boat shared by his
company.3rd platoon. A. Company.1st Rangers. In a few minutes
those numbers would mean nothing to him. In a few minutes, all that
would matter would be survival. “Thirty seconds to landing, , ”
screamed the boat’s pilot over the roaring cloudy water of the English
Channel. “Keep your heads down and your actions clear, boys, I want
to see you all...