"Whoever said there aren't any atheists on the battlefield was dead right often when we'd be sitting around our little fires one of the guys in the platoon would play as guitar and we would sing," she says. "As I pounded down this ditch I was singing just a closer walk with thee with deep feeling Ella Fitzgerreld lookout to my mind I was really talking to God I was talking to the man so I'm singing and running bloods pouring out of my head then I remembered I didn't have my rifle what a rotten example I had set good NCOs don't screw up like that only a dumb shit of a soldier loses his rifle so I stopped singing and started