In a shed on San Francisco's Embarcadero last week stood three young men, stiff and ill at ease, listening intently while an MP captain read an official paper. They had just had a happy reunion with their families, whom they had not seen in five years, and now the unpleasantness was about to begin.
"By command of the commanding general, Sixth Army, each of you is hereby taken into custody," barked Captain Walter R. Leahy. "You are further advised that court-martial charges have been preferred against you ..." When the captain finished reading...
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