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We heard from the boys
today
Well, we heard from the
boys today.
The sun was brighter;
how dull it had been lately.
There was a moon last
night, how beautiful and romantic it was;
Strange; there has not
been a moon for so long.
Yes, we heard from the
boys today.
I cried; but this time I
felt better, I had always felt worse before.
To our friends; so many
times we had said, no word. But today OH BOY
—
My back is sore and my
hand is numb from the good wishes of those
good friends
Yes, we heard from the
boys today.
I wanted to celebrate; I
wanted the whole town to celebrate;
Yet, I cannot celebrate
until my boys' comrades have been heard from
also.
The cash register had a
bright cheerful ring today; so long, it had
been a dull sickening thud.
Yes, we heard from the
boys today.
I smiled at my wife and
gosh, she's still beautiful, and I suddenly
recall
How she has enabled me
to keep my chin up, and now I am looking
forward
To the greatest day of
my life — when the boys come marching home;
And once more we can see
Old Glory, the symbol that has cost us so
much,
And yet which means so
much.
And here I am “Fiddlin'
while Rome Burns”
Yes, we heard from the
boys today.
Dedicated to my two
sons; Lt. Dwayne and Sgt. Gene taken
prisoner on Bataan.
— Ray V. Davis
Current-Argus News
(Carlsbad, NM)
August 15, 1943
Dwayne and Eugene Davis
were both lost when the Hell Ship Arisan
Maru was sunk on October 24, 1944.
Ray Davis was the first
man to photograph the Carlsbad Caverns. |
