easy company ♠

Please follow the new and active blog here:

@chocolatpourvous

Since I deleted my original personal blog back in 2018 I thought I lost access to this sideblog forever, but thanks to my friend and mod @thepsychoticchef for their help I was able to gain access again!

My plan is to keep this blog up as an archive since I've already created a new blog which I'm setting up right now and reblogging a lot of posts from here over there. Tumblr doesn't seem to like old custom blogs anymore which is quite restrictive...

The new blog is: @chocolatpourvous

I highly recommend following the new one since this blog will most likely not be active in the future!

Thank you to everyone for sticking around! Currahee! ♠️

Since I deleted my original personal blog back in 2018 I thought I lost access to this sideblog forever, but thanks to my friend and mod @thepsychoticchef for their help I was able to gain access again!

My plan is to keep this blog up as an archive since I've already created a new blog which I'm setting up right now and reblogging a lot of posts from here over there. Tumblr doesn't seem to like old custom blogs anymore which is quite restrictive...

The new blog is: @chocolatpourvous

I highly recommend following the new one since this blog will most likely not be active in the future!

Thank you to everyone for sticking around! Currahee! ♠️

Shortly after, as if I’d had a prayer answered, I looked through the window and saw him: Frank Perconte, a 1st Platooner in Easy Company, a good-looking Italian from Chicago. I’d last seen him in the snow of Bastogne, bleeding badly from the neck, not thinking he was going to make it. “Malark!” “Perconte, you old son of a-“ “Let me buy you a drink, or a dozen!” “I wasn’t sure you’d even made it,” I said. “You OK?” “Just a scratch.” Turns out he was headed back to rejoin the company after recovering in England. Somehow, just having one Easy Company guy there made all the difference.