Saving private Ryan

icago, Illinois, had bought them up for a nickel apiece, on the troop ship, throughout their several long days of waiting. Caparzo had figured to make a smal

n his pale oval face they seemed like black beads, began ha

twenty-one, Yonkers, New York. He lunged rig

er the fact. He had the soft petulant featur

e wartime supply

ar debt." The bo

it make? You really think we're gonna b

ded, lifting from the water just as a fifteen-inch n

e unseen land ahead told them th

o the for-mer, his face turning camouflage green, his neck extending like a cannon taking

e no one was looking, he plucked the slimy but hardly used pills from the puke pu

kept in combat-like his own tremulous hand. Again he stared at it

blocky battle-scarred vet pushing thirty. Like the captain, the ser

to their prayin

much boating," Sarge sa

d fishing hole,"

final burst of adolescence, sleeping all over the place, on the deck