life in Japan was very good. Almost every man had his own shoeshine boy and his own musume; in a country where an American lieutenant made as much as a cabinet minister, even a PFC could make out. And the training wasn’t bad. There were no real training areas in crowded Nippon, so there wasn’t much even General Walker of Eighth Army could do about that, though he made noises. The young men of Task Force Smith carried Regular Army serial numbers, but they were the new breed of American regular, who, not liking the service, had insisted, with public support, that the Army be made as much like
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