of the Naval bombardment of Japanese gun emplacements at Iwo Jima. Not much to look at, just a big rock and some dust, but one of the bloodiest battles of the War. My friend Chester was there. He wouldn't talk much about Iwo. He was much more comfortable talking about the hookers in Honolulu. Over 23,000 didn't make it. He did. Rest in peace, Chester. I'll have this to remember you by.
