by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

I remember Sergeant Brown,
Top Kick when I was around;
he stood about six-foot-three,
weighed somewhat more than me.

He was there where it all began
at a place that they called "Pearl."
He'd made a stand, this fighting man,
from the deck of a ship of battle.
He'd manned a gun, his only one,
and made it fiercely rattle.

They say he was just a Pfc.,
a long way from the top.
He stood his ground,
he was duty bound,
knowing not when to stop.

He got himself a battle star
and they told him he'd go far
in service of his nation.
So he showed his stuff
when the going got rough,
right there among 'em.

He moved up fast
from Private First Class to
corporal to sergeant to gunny.
They thought of him first
when they needed a First
so they made him a "Top"
no longer a gunny.

Gave him a company,
an office, a staff.
He ran that outfit very first class,
the officers thought he was great.

So they got together
and voted on whether
to keep him right where he was.
They made him a Warrant 
to keep him concurrent.
Where he'll end up,
Lord only knows.

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The 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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