Chapter I "Furlough"
Dec. 22nd, 1945, The White House, Washington D.C.
On a very cold morning, The President of the United States gleefully mounted the platform to speak at an audience that, though quietly shivering from the cold, were greatly excited at the event. To them, the President spoke:
"We are gather here today for a special occasion, a celebration of the heroism of our fighting menand women. More than six years ago, an evil power threatened to destroy the peaceful way of life in Europe, but, through the Divine Providence of Our Lord, and the heroism, unity, camaraderie, bravery and energy of our fellow citizens of the world, the evil Reich and its malicious doctrine of hate was destroyed, and never again will we allow a nation as base to rise again and subdue the nations of the free world.
In light of this, I proudly award the Congressional Medal of Honor, the highest award to be given to a serviceman, to a great soldier, who willingly answered the call of duty, and came to our country's aid in the name of freedom and brotherhood.
Ladies and gentlemen, I now award the medal to Corporal Boyd Travers."
A round of applause rang throughout the Rose Garden as a bashful Boyd Travers nervously walked into the center of the platform where he was given the award.
And then there was the dream he had while on duty in Sicily. He dreamt of a young blonde woman, in a crystal-blue gown leading him to a garden filled with red roses, and gently kissing him on the lips.
Travers sighed, "I wish that my dream will come true," he said to himself
"In due time, son, in due time." The President muttered.
He need not wait long for it.