Speirs was a feared platoon leader. To all the men, he was ruthless and was the soldier every man wished they could be. However, whenever he was alone at the base in England, he made sure to find a phone to give a call to his wife back in the states.

“How are things, sweetheart? Been missing me?” Speirs mumbled into the phone, leaning against the wall as he looked around to make sure nobody caught him. His wife didn’t know half of the things he did out there, he wanted to keep it that way.