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And now there are none: Harry Patch dies </center>
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"Give your leaders each a gun and then let them fight it out themselves
I've seen devils coming up from the ground
I've seen hell upon this earth"
Harry Patch
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Yes world war two and korea, so many veterans.
I have my little civilian chicken shit childhood PTSD from a cellar with the putrid smell of dead rats and maggots. NOthing to compare with the horrors you have to deal with. You have done good jim, you have seen more death than anyone here. I am glad I met you. I wish I was half the man you are. You are a healer, I know of no higher calling, except for teacher.
I am just trying to make something of the shambles of my life. If for no other reason than to hold myself up as a bad example to the young. Mostly I am just marking time, waiting for the end. I used to worry about whether a good death will find me. Now I am prepared to go at anytime in any way. Not looking for redemption or enlightenment. I accept myself as I am.
I no longer wish for happiness, I only wish to be aware.
My motorcycle is my therapist Jim.
Harry Patch died. They say he never talked about the war until he was a hundred years old.
As Harry himself said
"Irrespective of the uniforms we wore, we were all victims".
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