Then
I realized what a strain I had been under all this time," one of
surgeons explained to me afterwards. "As soon as I got all the
casualties off, I sat down on a rock and burst out crying. I
couldn't stop myself and didn't even want to. I had seen more than a
man could see and stay normal. Right after coming out of the daze of
the explosion, I looked up and there was one of my own men with a
tank blown over on top of him, and just his head and chest squeezed
out from under it. It was like that everywhere. When I had the cases
to care for, that kept me going; but after that, it was too much."
Capt. Charles M. Bradford, MD |
