Men of this and that.

I wonder what they will think when, someday soon, mankind finally sets foot on the moon. Will they find the Sherman tank, do you think? The submarine? And who, alive now, will be able to tell them about the tunnels, the bunkers and the man from elsewhere who walks through stones? Never seen to eat, he was- if he he was- rather a quiet chap, prone to walking. Hadn't the slightest respect for gravity, of course. Spooned a couple of girls from the village, I hear. Hence the lead-lined ambulances nine months later.