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brothers wrote:Hi guys. I"m still working my way through Killing Rommel by Steven Pressfield. Last night I was on p. 99 and enjoyed the following passage: (background --- the British commando team was fully briefed and ready to leave on a special mission to attack Rommel's command post somewhere in the desert near Tobruk. The main character is narrating.)
"By ten at night the trucks are loaded. A last-minute change in orders pulls Popski and his Arabs from the operation; rumour says they will kick off with Tinker, when he returns with T2 patrol, on a different mission. Wrapped and tarped, the vehicles glisten like Christmas packages. I have only helped a little but I feel proud and satisfied. A quick feed, a smoke with Collier and Oliphant, and I'm off for the bunk.
I can't sleep. Midnight comes and goes. I'm thinking about my shaving kit. Why have I packed a razor? There'll be no water to shave with. Hairbursh? Pistol? Saved weight would add a pint of petrol. Books. Those I will need. I lay out half a dozen, including Paradise Lost, The Sun Also Rises, and Stein's manuscript, which I carry for luck. At 02:45 I'm up and pacing. I shave one last time, dress and start on foot for the motor yard."
Note: the reason he is taking books is because they'll spend very long periods of time traveling through the endless desert, aboard tanks and trucks, and sometimes they stop for long periods of time for one reason or another.
fallingwickets wrote:Slowed up my reading given my devotion to the NCAA men's basketball tournament.
jww wrote:fallingwickets wrote:Slowed up my reading given my devotion to the NCAA men's basketball tournament.
Yes -- I often witness the intervention of Providence in many such situations. A thing of pure beauty.
Kyle76 wrote:Providence? They didn't even make the tournament this year.
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