In Naples, in the late weekday afternoon, a strange un-Neapolitan procession suddenly throbs to life. Hundreds of American cars, driven by buoyant, carefree American Navymen or their wives, begin their winding way through the ancient streets, far out to rented country villas or to the shiny new apartment buildings that crown the surrounding hills. Soon the flowered apartment terraces ring with the pleasant tinkle of ice cubes and buzz to the languid chitchat of the cocktail hour.
Another day of duty has come gently to a close for a big contingent of U.S. servicemen stationed in the Naples area. These forces have...
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