Richard G. Miller

August 3.

They had the funeral today - it, too, was a ghastly spectre - the coffins were fairly nice wooden boxes, but with no embalming fluid or facilities, the broken, half-baked bodies had started to decay and the stench was sickening. Then, too, the bodies had just been dumped in the coffins and the blood from a few seeped through the cracks and got on the pall bearars' hands and clothes - pretty bad, the whole affair. The funeral was a military one, of course. I was to have been a pall bearer but got gyppo gut and sand fly fever all in one and couldn't make it.