A friend was shot in the leg. It was a worrisome night.

We held the beachhead the next four days, then went to the Piva Trail road block early in the day.

About 3pm the corporals and lieutenants wanted us to dig new foxholes, but some of the old Raiders said, "We better get our ass in gear before the Japs hit. The Japs hit us about 4:30pm. We had a hot fire fight. I was carrying a BAR (Browning Automatic Rifle).

(from my book..."My Three Years in the Marine Corps".