Please Read This with a Forrest Gump accent

It was like being back in Vietnam when the rain came from all directions; from up above, from all around, and even from down below. The corn stocks transformed into jungle terrain, and the pigs into vicious Vietcong who brought suffering to ourselves and our brothers. We weren’t just shooting pigs in the dark anymore last night; just like back then when we weren’t fighting for God and Country anymore. Last Night, we were shooting for each other.

Capt. Wes Jones’s short story of last night. We have Fun in the Dark.