First Offensive- The Marine Campaign for Guadalcanal
Sep 26, 2026 · 5 hr 58 min · 94 segments
"North by Night" by Peter Burchard is a gripping narrative that delves into the challenges and triumphs faced during a pivotal moment in history. The book captures the spirit of resilience and…
A big negro was cleaning fish at the end of a spindly pier.
He looked up as the two Yankee soldiers came toward him.
He watched steadily as they approached, but he showed no fear.
The hot air shimmered as it rose from the sandy soil, and the marsh grass whispered in a light breeze.
The midday sun flashed on the water, making the white men draw their eyes into thin horizontal slits.
The taller soldier raised his hand in a casual greeting, and stopped before his boots, touched the gray, weathered boards of pier.
Good catch? he asked.
The negro stood up slowly and hunched his massive shoulders.
Look down at a half-clean fish.
Good enough, he said.
Then he raised his head.
I hear that most of you are leaving soon.
The shorter soldier pulled at his red beard.
Soldiers are always on the move, he said.
Why must you sail away from here? You buy our vegetables and fish.
You rent our boats.
It's good to have you here.
The taller soldier smiled.
We have to fight.
The fisherman lowered his head again.
If you must fight, You need a swim before you go, he pointed down the creek.
Take my boat and row across the inland to the beach.
The taller soldier reached into the pocket of his blouse, but the big man put up his hand.
No money today.
Just take the boat.
A big negro was cleaning fish at the end of a spindly pier.
He looked up as the two Yankee soldiers came toward him.
He watched steadily as they approached, but he showed no fear.
The hot air shimmered as it rose from the sandy soil, and the marsh grass whispered in a light breeze.
The midday sun flashed on the water, making the white men draw their eyes into thin horizontal slits.
The taller soldier raised his hand in a casual greeting, and stopped before his boots, touched the gray, weathered boards of pier.
Good catch? he asked.
The negro stood up slowly and hunched his massive shoulders.
Look down at a half-clean fish.
Good enough, he said.
Then he raised his head.
I hear that most of you are leaving soon.
The shorter soldier pulled at his red beard.
Soldiers are always on the move, he said.
Why must you sail away from here? You buy our vegetables and fish.
You rent our boats.
It's good to have you here.
The taller soldier smiled.
We have to fight.
The fisherman lowered his head again.
If you must fight, You need a swim before you go, he pointed down the creek.
Take my boat and row across the inland to the beach.
The taller soldier reached into the pocket of his blouse, but the big man put up his hand.
No money today.
Just take the boat.
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