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K I S K A
J O U
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N A L
the basis of personality or friendship but purely on the basis of efficiency ... I do not relish the prospect, but then I am charged with a mission, and I must do it ... .
I wonder, parenthetically, if any picture is worth even one life . . .
I guess it’s time to go to bed. My eyes are closing and I’ve got that strange nausea that comes from the horrible food and Mounds and Love Nests and Fig Newtons. But they taste good — and familiar. And what is familiar is the most important thing of all.
AUGUST 2, 1943: I’m sitting in a Quonset hut on Adak. It’s half-past-one. It’s raining, though why I should be surprised at that, I don’t know, for it’s always raining. I’ve taken to walking around in it with unconcern, and it’s becoming ordinary to see men doing all the normal things in the pouring rain.
We photographed the General and his staff in a meeting in the middle of the Pacific, with live sound, unstaged and unposed, and I was pretty excited about it. I guess that’s the first time in history that anything like that has been recorded.
From the ship we could see tremendous activity ashore, and the trucks along the makeshift roads seemed like miniatures. The whole thing looked like a set for a Gable picture, and perhaps that isn’t a bad idea .
In any case, we took pictures of our entrance into the harbor
— and, on the dock, we saw Gen. M and Gen. J . waiting,
which made it essential for us to get to shore. Again Maj. K
stood in the way, said he had orders that nobody was to go onto the pier. I insisted; he conferred with the General, and I had my first small victory. Ashore we went and photographed . . .
Great vistas. Mountains hidden by clouds, breaking through occasionally. The sea almost black. The island a mass of mud. But most important of all, tremendous activity. Huts and pyramidal tents placed strategically all over the island.
The airport a masterpiece of engineering. Thirty thousand men here. And all this since last September, when there was nothing here but one trapper. A breathtaking business. Hundreds of weath
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