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i grabbed Deetroit's collar and dragged him as i fired on full auto, sweeping the jungle in front of me. We were a few feet from the foxhole when the incoming rounds started again, whizzing by and throwing mud all over us. i rolled him into the shallow open ditch, and muddy water shot straight up. i jumped in on top of him. it was barely big enough for one man to lie down in. i figured this hole would be our grave. Vietnam, 1966-67. Brothers, All depicts the men of the Fourth Battalion, 173rd Airborne. James Fowlkes, called Prof, and his brothers-in-arms mash through jungles doused with Agent Orange, trudge through monsoon downpours with heavy rucksacks, and oftentimes act like boys in their foolish hijinks. They fight the enemy, and sometimes they fight each other over canned peaches or the wrong kind of music. They learn to depend on each other, pull their buddies out of harm's way, and treat gently their fallen brothers. Their coming of age happens in