Our duty . . . is plain. We must utterly defeat the enemy.
Fortunately for our fame as soldiers, our enemy is worthy of us. The German is a war-trained veteran - confident, brave, ruthless.
We are brave. We are better-equipped, better fed, and in the place of his blood-gutted Woten, we have with us the God of our fathers known of old. The justice of our cause and not the greatness of our race makes us confident.
But we are not ruthless, not vicious, not aggressive, therein lies our weakness.
… About the time we got through explaining this to them, two Hurricane Bombers came over and strafed the beach, and all the soldiers jumped right back into the same holes they had dug. I continued to walk up and down and soon shamed them into getting up.
… we captured the two Generals, both of whom said that they were glad to be captured because the Sicilians were not human beings, but animals. The bag in prisoners for the day must have been close to ten thousand.
I am convinced that my action in this case was entirely correct, and that, had other officers had the courage to do likewise, the shameful use of ‘battle fatigue’ as an excuse for cowardice would have been infinitely reduced.
Born at sea, baptized in blood, and crowned with victory, in the course of thirty-eight days of incessant battle and unceasing labor, you have added a glorious chapter to the history of war.
We Need More Like Him. Maybe we can start Winning Wars Again