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IT was the picture of the boy soldier lying in the Iraqi dirt that did it for me. Gordon Gentle, his tunic hitched up, revealing his naked torso, fingers clenched in the dust, while his comrades desperately fought to save him.
What were the thoughts of this 19-year-old lad as he lay there with the life ebbing away from him? Did it flick across his mind in his dying moments that he was just fodder for the greed and ambitions of other men?See the full content of this document
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Anna Smith: Death and Dishonour
I hope not. I hope he saw the faces of his parents on the day they stood proud at his passing-out parade. I hope he saw the Glasgow st...
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