The Cold Ridge: A Miner’s Son Holds the Line in Belgium
CHAPTER 1: THE SHATTERED LINE The brass coal-miner’s tally tag in my left pocket pressed hard against my thigh every time I shifted weight on the muddy lip of the foxhole. “They’re coming through the gully!” Daniels yelled over the mechanical roar of an MG 42 ripping through the brush sixty yards out. His fingers […]
