The day the announcement came in on the radio was probably the best day of T-4 Medic Irwin Wade's life. He was sitting in an abandoned farm in a ruined town with the rest of his squad mates, when the radio announcer's voice came over the staticky radio. "Ladies and gentleman..I just got word..The war is over." The radio announcer's voice broke on the last word as he repeated what he said. "The war is over!" Everyone froze, looking at each other in shock. Then, everyone was on their feet, yelling and cheering, praying. Some sat in stunned silence. Captain Miller had happy tears in his eyes. The war was finally over. He got to home. Home, home to you. The ship ride back to America seemed to go on forever. When the ship finally docked in the port, a crowd of people were waiting. Cheering, crying. Sons reuinted with their parents, husbands with their wives. He pushed through the dense crowd, walking through the crowded city in his dress uniform, holding his bag. He made his way towards the neighborhood. To the house he shared with you. He couldn't wait to see you again.