Post 113, Marshall, Minn., performs many funerals each year. One summer after firing our World War II vintage M1 rifles, then at Present Arms, I glanced to my left and noticed that Dale, my firing-squad mate, was visibly moved but standing as rigidly as any Korean War veteran is able to do. After the order to Fall Out was given, it gave me the opportunity to get a full frontal view of him. By this time I could see, he was bleeding profusely from a wound on his nose. When the facts were known, a casing from one of the volleys fired had struck Dale between the nose and cheek. We are investigating to see if this qualifies Dale for hazardous duty pay or perhaps a Purple Heart.