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Myron asked. Or, rather, growled. Myron was short, dark, introverted, and built
like a middleweight wrestler (which he had been in college), and when irritated,
he actually growled. We had been friends for many years. "I know that seems ...
Myron growled something incomprehensible. "Okay, I'll go it alone, but what you
don't realize is that we're in a serious situation. What are we going to join if not
the Navy Air Corps?" "Oh, I dunno—maybe I'll just let the draft take its course.
As a result of the drops, Myron's vision was so fogged I had to lead him to the little
restaurant where we had lunch. "How come they didn't put drops in your eyes?"
he asked me as I guided him up a curb. "Well, there's a little hitch about my ...
Myron and I had had many adolescent adventures together. We had been
counselors together at a boys' summer camp; we had studied together and
played sports together, double-dated and played in many a penny-nickel poker
That was Myron, and I grieved to see him go off by himself. He lived a lonely life
and it would have been nice for him to have had company on this uncharted
journey to Pensacola. I myself had lived a lonely and sometimes painful
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THE DAY I FIRED ALAN LADD: and Other World War II AdventuresUser Review - Kirkus
Whimsical, at times poignant memoir of the WWII.Hotchner (Louisiana Purchase, 1996, etc.) provides an example of an all but vanished "laughter-in-uniform" genre that grew from America's last widely ... Read full review
The day I fired Alan Ladd and other World War II adventuresUser Review - Not Available - Book Verdict
World War II created many heroes who have been the subjects of popular biographies and memoirs. But for every hero, there were hundreds who performed their patriotic duty in anonymity. Author and ... Read full review