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The Americans Had Come. Someone dragged me out of the jeep and began patting my back and shaking my hand. An old man knelt before me weeping and clasped his hands around my arm. All of us found ourselves swept into a sea of smiling faces. There was more clapping, more cheers. The Americans had come at last.
We were just as surprised as the Koreans. We had no idea whether the U.S. Government would have the guts to live up to its obligations here. At the same time we wondered if this was the beginning of World War III. But however mixed our emotions, the joy and relief of the Koreans were overpowering. For the first time in the long trip we felt we could hold up our heads among the Koreans.