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The House on the Beach

As told by Jim Hicks, Riflery Instructor

Submitted by Matt Mayes and Phil Wislar, 2013

“Boys, I was with General MacArthur, in the South Pacific, fighting the ‘Jap-PAN-ease’ in World War II.  I was stationed on an island in the South Pacific.  One morning we did an amphibious landing.”

“You boys know what amphibious means?”

“The boats were all spread out and we jumped out, on the beach, and ran as hard as we could, straight to the woods.  Somehow I got separated from my platoon.”

(Shines light)  “Who’s talking over there?”

“There I was, all alone, it’s raining.  I was scared.”

“You boys ever been scared?”

“All of a sudden, I saw a cabin.  A cabin on the beach.  I went in the cabin for safety.  Then, I heard a rat-a-tat-tat on the roof.  At first, I thought it was a monkey throwing coconuts on the roof.”

“You boys like ‘is story?”

“Then, the door started to creak.  I pointed my gun at the front door and BLAM BLAM BLAM BOOM…BOOM, son. I waited there in silence for many minutes.  Then, I opened the door and you know what I saw, young campers?”


“You know what I did, then? I ran, Boogedy Boogedy Boogedy, down the beach, so fast I could hardly keep my pants up.” 

“You boys like ‘at story?”

Major Jim Hicks, Riverside Military Academy, Retired