When Company D awoke one morning last week, night rain had streaked the canvas tents, soaked the company street, filled the water buckets that hung on pine rails before each tent. The men were pleased: whatever winter, mud and the Army might inflict on them that day, they would not have to contend with choking Georgia dust when they paraded their tanks past The Old Man.
The Old Man was Major General George S. Patton Jr., 55, commander of the Second Armored Division at Fort Benning. His rank kept him remote from the...
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