As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
I was reading the memoirs of a Marine Veteran of Okinawa in Peter Milo, who mentioned an event there which is still unsolved.
On Guadalcanal Milo had a young kid attach himself to him and the kid always seemed special as he was the prototype of the all American boy. On Okinawa at a Japanese airfield as Milo was trying to chisel out a fox hole, he heard a familiar voice of the boy from Guadalcanal. It was Truex.
He never knew the kids given name, just that he was called Truex.
As Milo finished his fox hole, a Japanese fighter made a pass at the Marines and everyone ran. Milo for his fox hole that had two Marines in it, so he just hugged the ground and survived.
Afterwards he was told that Truex drove over a landmine and his jeep blew up. What was left of the kid with the sunny disposition was bloody pieces.
When a day of remembrance after the fighting took place, there was not a marker for Truex. Years later at reunions, no one knew who this kid was.
I thought maybe Truex was some misspelling, but in looking up the name, there actually were two other Marines who were on Okinawa by that name, but not this kid.
It makes one wonder how many MIA's are left in this world who were body parts no one could identify, and as the people who knew them could never ask, they were just buried as unknowns and marked as missing.
Too much of this is the fiction that war is nice and tidy and everyone has closure and an ending. That is not the case for thousands of people and family members.
Nuff Said
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