Michael Thornton: When I was in the water swimming, I was saying, “God, let me—” When I saw the bullets, I was saying, “God, don’t let it hit me now,” because I knew if I went down Tommy was going to go down. And also the other guy would be going down with me, because he couldn’t swim at all. And then after I had all my guys taken care of, I was the last one. Because it was really funny — after 30 years — this guy was asking for information about me. He thought Tommy was dead, and he was actually on the Newport News. And he says, “There’s Mike Thornton holding Tommy and lying him on the operating table,” and I said, “Take care of my men.” And he said, “Are you all right?” And I kept saying, “All right.” And he said, “There I see Thornton standing in two big puddles of blood,” which was my own that I was — but then my concern went to Tommy because — I mean, like you say, the camaraderie and the love that you feel for each other — because I know if that had been me on that beach that Tommy would have done the same thing for me. And that’s what type of commitment you have to have in each other, and belief you have to have in each other, to do something like that.