Although we were told that casualties would be high, still we rose up, answering the officer's whistle- moving our legs through the muck- cutting our way through the barbed wire of doubt-
We charged across Love's minefield driving the foe before us at this, Love's Passchendaele.
Love's field is a battlefield and Love takes no prisoners. At the battle of Passchendaele the casualty rate nearly matched the current American divorce rate.