In Sicily, Messerschmitts circled a nearby hill, but Technical Sergeant Richard Redding, stringing wire atop a telephone pole and a perfect target, worked on. Someone yelled up from below: "What are you doing up that pole?"
"Working," said Redding, too engrossed to glance down.
"How long you been there?"
"About 20 minutes."
"Don't the planes bother you?"
"Hell, nobut you do!"
At the foot of the pole, Lieut. General George S. Patton, who had been doing the yelling, kept his peace....