As he told an interviewer five years later, “There was a nightmare, a recurrent nightmare. A feeling of exasperation. I would dream I am on a hill and all these faceless people are charging up at me. I am holding a M-1 Garand rifle, the kind of rifle I used to take apart blindfolded. And in the dream, every time I shoot one of these people a piece of the rifle flies off until all I have left is the trigger guard! The trigger guard!”[446]
