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A review by dwig
With the Old Breed: At Peleliu and Okinawa by Eugene B. Sledge
4.0
This book is harrowing and humbling for someone that has never gone through what the men in this book went through. I think one passage sums up the horror of the author’s experience during and after the war when he personifies a dead marine’s words:
“It was as though he was mocking our pitiful efforts to hang onto life in the face of the constant violent death that had cut him down. Or maybe he was mocking the folly of the war itself: ‘I am the harvest of man’s stupidity. I am the fruit of the holocaust. I prayed like you to survive, but look at me now. It is over for us who are dead, but you must struggle, and will carry the memories all your life. People back home will wonder why you can’t forget.’”
War is hell.
“It was as though he was mocking our pitiful efforts to hang onto life in the face of the constant violent death that had cut him down. Or maybe he was mocking the folly of the war itself: ‘I am the harvest of man’s stupidity. I am the fruit of the holocaust. I prayed like you to survive, but look at me now. It is over for us who are dead, but you must struggle, and will carry the memories all your life. People back home will wonder why you can’t forget.’”
War is hell.