The Peninsula Campaign
“John, Hamilton's dead!” she suddenly remarked. I had been talking about his life. It wasn't just a statement of historical fact that she was making. She was also reminding me that we both had been there and that we had both known him well. I caught on quick. “He is!?” I said in mock disbelief. And then in an undertone “Why that dirty rotten. So how's your schnitzel?” ... but the 'flux' ..