Philip M.

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I haven’t touched a drop since. I wasn’t a drinking man before. I started in the Philippines when I saw the bodies of men, women, and children, especially babies, that were hit by bombs. They were by the side of the road, and we would run over them with our tanks. Oh, I still lose nights of sleep because of that woman I shot. I still lose a lot of sleep. I still dream about her.
The Good War: An Oral History of World War II
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