by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

Of all the men of whom I've written
there is one with whom I'm smitten,
upon his hat he wears a cross
you'll find him where life is lost.
He cares not if bullets are flying,
he is where there's hurt and dying
kneeling by some wounded man,
he gives kind words 
and holds his hand.
What would life be 
without his blessings?
Not nearly as good,
I am confessing.

We thank you for your presence here
we thank you for your kindness,
we thank you for your good cheer,
for things that you remind us.
When battle flags are all unfurled,
let there be upon it a
symbol of this holy man
emblazoned there 
for all to see
that stands for God
and liberty.
Let no man put asunder.
Semper Fi!

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Author: Robert Lin Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co. (2d-2d) from
1942-44, at Guadalcanal and Tarawa during a 33-month overseas tour.

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Col. William ("Wild Bill" ) Donovan (left), with Army Chaplain Father Francis Patrick Duffy of the New York "Fighting 69th" Regiment