“A sailor on deck yelled down to us and said, ‘You guys will be back for noon chow. There ain’t no Japs alive on that island.’ Boy, was he wrong.”
"I glanced at my watch. One minute to 11:00, thirty seconds, fifteen. And then it was 11:00 A.M., the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month. I was the only audience for the greatest show ever presented."
Don't waste this fighting spirit, Pershing warned, "An armistice would lead the Allied Armies to believe this the end of fighting and it would be difficult if not impossible to resume hostilities with our present advantage in morale in the event of failure to secure at a peace conference what we have fought for."
Around this time Eddie Rickenbacker went for a balloon but found himself fighting four Fokkers from Baron von Richthofen's Flying Circus squadron, now led by Hermann Goering. Rickenbacker recognized them as well-practiced veterans of air warfare. Boxed in by the four, he decided not to wait for the kill and started attacking instead, managing to shoot one down.
Libby as described in Flying's quote from the New York Tribune ("a timid young officer," "cheeks burning with embarrassment," "Libby still tried to hide behind it with the shame that every real hero seems to have for his own valor") is unrecognizable as the same wild Colorado cowboy