Ready to see if this lives up to the hype.
"...he once remarked that he knew only two tunes in all: 'One was Yankee Doodle. The other wasn't.'" --on Ulysses Grant, being welcomed to the Army of the Potomac
My WWII Pacific reading continued with this book. The thin veneer of fiction makes it a little less brutal than Sledge or Leckie's memoirs, but not by much. Interestingly, this book approaches the question of sex between men in combat units. Maybe it has to be "fiction" before someone could talk about it so frankly. There are no heroes here, just people in terrible situations, in perhaps one of the most wrenchingly "true" things I've ever read.
After reading his memoir "Helmet For My Pillow," I got this from the library. A short overview of the brutal battle for Okinawa, it is relatively balanced despite Leckie's service on the Pacific Front. One gets the idea the horror and waste of war moved him to grudging sympathy for his opponents, a feature all too rare in military writing. All in all, a good read; I do recommend reading his memoir first, though.
Odd Trundles is sobered by the simple, clear prose. He needed much cuddling after some of the battles were read. (So did I.)