While thinking about what to sing, Cleve wondered to the coat of the German pilot. He reached into it, and his hands felt a cold, metallic object. He took it out. It shined brightly under the moonlight. It was a harmonica, and the manufacture name, M.Hohner, was clearly visible.
"Hey Frank," Cleve yelled, "Look what I found. It's a harmonica. I know how to play "Taps" on it. I've seen it played at military burials. You know the lyrics, right?"