Tin Can Soldier pt2

I have continued to read "The Last Stand of the Tin Can Soldier" and it is getting better and better. I read pages 50 to 100 and I loved them. As fights and battles continued dawn was still hours away as Copeland's officers and the rest of the crew in the Sammy Bis CIC gathered to listen to an accidental play by play broadcast of an era naval warfare thundering to a close. They did not immediately grasp the significance if the rogue bursts of radiation that skittered off the nighttime ionosphere ad into their shipboard radio receiver. The signal now crisp and clear, bringing the voices to them as if over an intercom, now cut through with static, incomplete, gave them only hints of what was happening in the waters far to the south. They were American voices, under assault and under attack, Navy voices. Upright, impersonal, but girded with confidence that came from long hours of training and drilling on the water. The men were just listening while Americans were fighting and dieing for our freedom. That is what makes American great and that is why I love books like these. The men were willing to fight for others so that people like me could be free and that is what is awesome. I would really like to thank those people and the veterans of this great country.