Reflections on his Survival

Me, I didn't know if I was coming back or not, if I wasn't coming back it was alright. The only time I got lonesome was when the full moon would come and we'd see it out. You'd think about home. The Christmas I come back, I went and I sat down, I had a few drinks and my mother said, "You're back? " I said, "Yes, I got friends that are not back." That come to me, you know, I had to go and sit down and it passed after a while. I couldn't, I was thinking on them. I said, "They are the same as me, they should be here too!" But they didn't come back.