KITTY: here, read [the letter]. this is from my mother. can you see what she says? I’m dead to her. she says I’ll never see my daughter again. there are people who won’t get back any part of their sons, and their brothers, and their husbands. they won’t get back anything from the life before. but you have children. you have a home. you have so much more than most. you’re wanted, you’re needed. everything is n o t o v e r.
They ask me where I’ve been, And what I’ve done and seen. But what can I reply Who know it wasn’t I, But someone just like me, Who went across the sea And with my head and hands Killed men in foreign lands… Though I must bear the blame, Because he bore my name.