Don t Sleep in the SubwayChapter 13
My platoon was one of many that lined up on the long pier inside the Navy Yard to wait patiently to be fed by the volunteer citizens doing their patriotic duty. Our regimental support units were still back in Savannah getting read y to hit the trail up through South Carolina into the better militarily organized defenses of North Carolina with several State-based divisions of battle-scarred veterans of earlier battles. The sea journey up from Savannah was a piece of cake with only the worry...