Showing posts with label Vietnam. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vietnam. Show all posts

February 7, 2012

We Were Soldiers Once...And Young by Lt. Gen. Harold G. Moore and Joseph L. Galloway

Another great guest review by my father, Denny. This sounds like both a difficult but fascinating book.

I recently asked a well-read friend to name the one book, scriptures excluded, that he would recommend I read. I find that this is a good way to gain exposure to powerful, thought-provoking books that I would otherwise overlook. His answer surprised me then and still does today; We Were Soldiers Once…And Young by Lt. Gen. Harold G. Moore and Joseph L. Galloway. This is the historical book upon which the Mel Gibson movie, We Were Soldiers, is based. Neither I nor my friend have seen the movie but I decided with some trepidation to read the book.

I say “some trepidation” because there are some epochs of recent history that require some personal resolve to revisit again and again. For example, reading stories about the Holocaust require that I brace myself emotionally for what I am going to experience. Likewise, 9-11 is a raw nerve straight to my heart. The Vietnam War is another topic that takes an emotional toll on me. In college I took an elective course called “Vietnam War Literature” where, for a semester, I was immersed in the fictional writings from the hell that was Vietnam. This was back in 1984 when the movie Platoon won the best picture Oscar. For those of you who have seen that movie, imagine reading book after book with the same basic storyline; that was my semester. So I approached We Were Soldiers Once…And Young with a fear of re-opening some old wounds.

Although I was born in the army, my father was discharged before I was a year old and I have never been particularly interested in the military or warfare. I am as unqualified as possible to review a non-fiction book about a specific battle during the Vietnam war.

The battle in question is Ia Drang; a series of conflicts fought in the forests of the Ia Drang Valley over a course of a month. In the end 305 American and 3,561 North Vietnamese soldiers were killed and many more wounded. It was one of the first significant battles in the war and prompted Defense Secretary McNamara to confide to reporters that “it will be a long war.” Moore and Galloway are not after-the-fact historians; they were both on the ground as either commander (Moore) or imbedded reporter (Galloway). The primary narrative is Moore’s while Galloway’s voice (presumably the actual author) is hidden in the background.

The evolution of the “calvary” is an important theme in this book. For Vietnam, the horse was replaced by the helicopter as the the mode of transport for the modern army. The helicopter added true mobility to the fighting force; strike, destroy and retreat. It made battle lines obsolete. U.S. soldiers could attack anywhere in enemy territory; at least anywhere that the politicians allowed. Moore and Galloway describe how the army prepared to use this new technology, the intense training involved and the advantage it provided over the enemy and the North Vietnamese strategies for combating U.S. troop mobility.

But the heart of the story is a complete recounting of two major battles in the Ia Drang Valley. The first battle began almost immediately as Moore and his battalion (approximately 450 men) entered the Ia Drang Valley at Landing Zone “X-Ray.” Spotted almost immediately by several thousand North Vietnamese soldiers, Moore’s soldiers found themselves in a horrific fight for survival that lasted several days. The Vietnamese withdrew temporarily and so Moore’s soldiers were able to return to camp. Their replacements, however, were not as lucky. The second battle was centered at another Landing Zone, Albany, and the U.S. took more serious casualties with entire squads being decimated.

While both sides felt like they had won the battle; it was for different reasons. In terms of “kill ratio,” the U.S. had scored an overwhelming victory with only 1 American dead to every 12 North Vietnamese dead. For the North Vietnamese, however, they felt as if they had fought the Americans to a stand still and this had given their soldiers hope that they could conquer the more technologically advanced enemy. In the end, the North Vietnamese logic proved the most correct. Just like the French they had fought earlier, patience, perseverance and political commitment allowed them to outlast the Americans. As the book points out, few of us realize that the ultimate cost in Vietnamese lives was well over a million.

One of the book’s strengths is also its greatest weakness. Moore and Galloway attempt to provide as complete a picture of these two battles as possible. This means that they take into account as many perspectives as possible including commanders, support staff, soldiers, helicopter pilots, bombadiers, and even the enemy commanders. Whenever possible, every U.S. soldier’s death is memorialized and described so that we truly understand the sacrifice given. Ultimately we are shown each of these battles from the perspectives of a number of different squads. I found the final portrait both complete, fascinating and eye opening. The authors allowed me to become a witness to these battles; at least from the point of view of an American.

But this is also one of the greatest weaknesses of the book. Professionally, I am a market researcher and often write reports from qualitative studies. A strategy I employ to write these reports is to highlight transcripts of interviews with my subjects, “cut out” the highlighted quotes, and physically organize these quotes by topic. I find that I can only use 1/3rd of the quotes that I originally highligted or else my report becomes overburdened. In their desire to be complete, Moore and Galloway interviewed hundreds of participants in the battle of Ia Drang. In my opinion, they rely too heavily on these quotes at the sacrifice of the crispness and flow of their narrative.

As I think back about the books that I read during my college course on Vietnam and this book, I realize that one thing that has changed is my own personal a priori assumptions about Vietnam and our participation in that war. As a sheltered college junior who had never ventured outside of four western states, I felt pride that America was willing to stand with and defend the South Vietnamese people. As a still sheltered but a little more traveled father of 6, I harbor few illusions that the American people ever truly cared or loved the Vietnamese people. American lives were always more important than Vietnamese lives. So my personal approach to We Were Soldiers Once…And Young was one of sadness. Many American and Vietnamese soldiers gave the ultimate sacrifice in the Ia Drang Valley but I am just not sure for whom they made this sacrifice. I give the book 4 stars.

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March 29, 2011

Deed So by Katharine Russell

Deed So by Katharine Russell tells the story of a young small town girl who always seems to land in some pretty sticky situations.  It's 1962, and 12 year old Haddie is a really sweet and good girl.  She loves and obeys her parents, attends church regularly and gets good grades.  Sure, she smokes and drinks occasionally, but hey, no one's perfect!  She dreams of the day that she can escape the dreary and mundane life of Wicomico Corners, Maryland.

But life that year was anything but dreary and mundane.  Life that year was filled with confusion, fear and heartache.  When Haddie becomes witness to a murder trial, her world begins to change.

The time period in which this book is written allows there to be many very heavy themes and they all come in to play here.  Russell writes about segregation issues, she touches on women's rights, and she dives into the crisis at Vietnam.  Aside from that, this book is packed full of action, including murder, scandal, arson, and kidnapping.

Although it seems to have quite a few themes, it comes together nicely in the end.  When all is said and done, it's a story about how a small town community can survive anything when they work together.
4 Stars.

March 6, 2009

Villa Incognito by Tom Robbins


What i found in this book is that it was a whole lot of filler to tell a story that probably could have been told in about 50 pages. True to his style, Robbins does manage to throw in some good comedic points, and he truly is the master of the metaphor, but this time I didn't feel it was enough. I had read this book once before, and didn't like it much then either. I was hoping that this go-round I would enjoy it more, as it's been a good 5 or 6 years. No, sadly.

This is not one of Robbins' better novels. While I do enjoy most of his work, "Skinny Legs and All" being one of my favourite books of all time, this one is just didn't do it for me. Robbins jumps around from past to present, and after reading 4 or 5 pages of dialogue that doesn't seem to fit into the whole package of the book, I found myself wondering if he just didn't meet his required amount of words and was padding.

Would I recommend the work of Tom Robbins to another person, yes. Would I recommend this book? probably not. It just didn't captivate me the way "Another Roadside Attraction" or "Jitterbug Perfume" did. In fact, I found myself, many a night, almost forcing myself to continue reading it.

I give this 2 stars. Well written, just not entertaining.

April 30, 2008

The Translator

This book was either over my head or under it, I'm not sure which.

It's about a young college student in the early 1960's who befriends an exiled Soviet poet, who is also her professor. Her personal struggles, the Cuban missile crisis, a group of young American communists, and the poet all combined make her realize, extremely gradually, that the USA and the USSR aren't so very different after all.

I find it amazing that Kit simply decides to learn Russian and goes to a language school (which is somehow conveniently located biking distance from the poet's house- go figure!) for two months, and that the poet would accept this as qualification to translate his important poetry for him. Russian is a very difficult language, and poetry is very complex. The poet constantly explains the many ways in which true translation is nearly impossible, even for an expert, and yet he entrusts this task to an 18 year old college student with six weeks of language camp under her belt.

The author, John Crowley, tries to insinuate a romantic pull between Kit and the poet, but doesn't manage to pull it off. There's no chemistry or feeling between them at all that is noticeable to the reader until Crowley describes Kit or the poet making physical gestures to each other, which seem very out of place. On the other hand, the man she is actually dating never makes any physical or romantic advances, even when she spends the night with him in his bed.

After meandering in this way for nearly 300 pages, Crowley tries to strap everything together with bungee cords to make it all fit, but it just doesn't work. I get the impression of the Emperor's New Clothes here, a writer trying to seem deep without actually saying anything. The poetry wasn't even good, completely unremarkable.

The only things I found interesting about this book in the end were the nuances of the Russian language, some hints of conspiracy, and the comparisons between the USA and the USSR. That definitely made me think. And that two purported poets, lovers of language, use their words so sparingly that by the end they practically resort to sign language and occasional grunting to communicate. Otherwise, like I said, this book was either over my head or under it.

I would only recommend this book to a college student that wears black turtlenecks and kisses up to her professors because she hasn't enough intelligence with which to impress them.

March 21, 2008

The Brothers K by David James Duncan

I've been putting off doing a review on this book because I wasn't quite sure what I wanted to say. I enjoyed The Brothers K, but it had too much profanity for my taste. Not a ton, but more than I felt comfortable with recommending the book. Incidently, this is what turns me off from most recent fiction.

With that disclaimer, I'll admit that I enjoyed this long book. Duncan tells the story of a family of 8 that is torn apart by varying worldviews. The primary focus is on the four sons and is told from the point of view of the youngest, from the time he is a little boy until he reaches his 20s. Baseball, war, family, injuries, and religion are all interwoven into their story.


Duncan's writing is beautiful: "Papa's prayer was a three-and-ahalf-second masterpiece--a rustic but reliable footbridge that led us so blightely over the deadly crevasse of our religious differences that we scarecely realized the crevasse existed--until the night he left us alone, and stepped out to his backyard bullpen to throw little rounds of prayers of his own." - p. 152
If this sounds interesting to you, you might want to check it out!
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