My name is Eugene Roe, and I am a medic in the 101st Airborne, Easy Company.
Lord, make me an instrument of Thy peace; where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood, as to understand; to be loved, as to love; with all my heart.
(This is merely a character journal and is not meant to reflect in any way upon the real Eugene Roe, the men of Easy Company, or their associates. Though some statements here are based in fact, this is intended as a character journal to be used to portray events that may not have happened. No disrespect or infringement is intended.)