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LEWIS NIXON III September 30, 1918 - January 11, 1995

Grace Nixon in a letter to Dick and Ethel Winters, December 1990

"That guy never complains about anything. Always cheerful—thinks more of others than himself. He is one some kind of man."

Eulogy for Lewis Nixon given by Dick Winters, 1995

"Whenever Grace would talk to me on the telephone, or write me a letter or a Christmas card, the message was always the same. "Lewis is so brave; he never complains, he always has a smile for me whenever I come into his room — and that just makes it all worthwhile." I am sure those words are familiar to all of you here today."

gif set inspired by this iconic set, only i've used the just unearthed photos from Dick Winter's Lewis Nixon file.

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WIP Thursday!

thanks for the tag, @majorbuckyegan. I was just picking at this wip last night, so here’s the good stuff so far 🫶

“So now why does this sport interest you?” Bucky’s consonants are starting to trip together, the words stumble-drunk on their way out of his mouth. It’s vain to think that the cold night air might sober him up at this point, but Buck supposes a man can dream.
“Boxing?” he clarifies, turning his head to take in the sight of his friend’s rosy cheeks. His breath is warm across the bridge of Gale’s nose. When Bucky inclines his head in assent, he shrugs. “Test of manhood.”
“That so?” John asks. In front of them, Curt’s circling with the RAF gent like he’s looking to eat him. Arms loose at his sides but ready, a relaxed power to the set of his shoulders. He looks calm, but Buck knows he’s been itching for this. They all are. Thirty men gone won’t be rectified with one punch, but it’ll certainly make everything feel a hell of a lot better in the heat of the moment.
Amidst the other guys surrounding them in a cloud of liquid courage and noise, Biddick’s gaze catches on Gale on his next slow circle. Over the RAF pilot’s shoulder, dark eyes meet his, dart over to take in Bucky slung against his side, then back to Buck.
Without missing a beat, Curt winks.

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