“There you are, Stephen,” he cried. “How happy I am to see you. What have you there?”

“An unborn porcupine.”

“Well, there’s glory for you.”

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The end of the piece from Mary Jennings Hegar is killer:

Finally we take off, at which point we see one of the fuel lines has ruptured. We need to land or we’re going to crash. It’s a hard landing. We start taking heavier fire on my side of the aircraft. One of the three patients on board, a female, is hysterical, and my gunner says to me, “This is why they shouldn’t let women on those kinds of convoys.” I look at him. I’m armed, I’m covered in blood, and I’m like, “Are you fucking kidding me?”

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