An Edwardian Lady In Full Dress Was

I Realized That The Worst Thing That Could Happen To Me Was About To Happen To Me.

He [gen. Douglas Macarthur] Never Went To Church, But He Read The Bible Every Day And Regarded Himself As One Of The World's Two Great Defenders Of Christendom. (the Other Was The Pope.)

One Strange Feeling, Which I Remember Clearly, Was A Powerful Link With The Slain, Particularly Those That Had Fallen Within The Past Hour Or Two. There Was So Much Death Around That Life Seemed Almost Indecent. Some Men's Uniforms Were Soaked With Gobs Of Blood. The Ground Was Sodden With It. I Killed, Too.

I Came To A Dead Stop And Began Major Revisions. Sometimes These Entailed The Shredding Of All Existing Manuscript For A Fresh Start - An Inefficient Way To Write A Book, Though I Found It Exciting.

They Fought On With A Devotion Which Would Puzzle The Generation Of The 1980s. More Surprising, In Many Instances It Would Have Baffled The Men They Themselves Were Before Pearl Harbor. Among Macarthur's Ardent Infantrymen Were Cooks, Mechanics, Pilots Whose Planes Had Been Shot Down, Seamen Whose Ships Had Been Sunk, And Some Civilian Volunteers.