I Shall Make That Trip. I Shall

The Essence Of War Is Fire, Famine, And Pestilence. They Contribute To Its Outbreak; They Are Among Its Weapons; They Become Its Consequences.

We Merely Want To Live In Peace With All The World.

The Sergeant Is The Army.

Forces Of Good And Evil Are Massed And Armed And Opposed As Rarely Before In History. Freedom Is Pitted Against Slavery; Lightness Against The Dark... In The Final Choice, A Soldier's Pack Is Not So Heavy A Burden As A Prisoner's Chains.

So - Our Readiness To Meet And Defeat This Kind Of Possible Attack Is Forced Upon Us, Both As A Potent Preventive Of Actual War And To Insure Survival In Event Of Attack. This Alertness To Danger Has To Be Translated Into Specific Policies And Activities In The Several Parts Of The World Where Our Rights - Our Way Of Life - Can Be Seriously Damaged. Work Of This Kind Occupies My Days And Nights.