Comment 3 of 4, added on November 23rd, 2011 at 6:36 PM.
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Absolutely first rate and copper-btotmoed, gentlemen!

Elouise from Romania

Comment 1 of 4, added on October 24th, 2005 at 12:12 PM.

I am "brainstorming" a feature article that I am (imminently) going to
write for the local newspaper - it is part of a series on W.W.II veterans.
Paradoxically, the series is entitled "Unsung Heroes" - each of the 23
persons I have interviewed thus far deny the title of "hero." They tell me,
"I'm not a hero - just an ordinary man doing what I had to do." Perhaps
some justification for their denial comes from an innate apprehension of
the dilemna posed in Jarrell's poem, the "had to do" being imposed by
Jarrell' image of the State. The possible imminence of death, as
experienced by the ball turret gunner I have just interviewed is an
essential part of his story - the suspension from the belly of a bomber,
ostensibly with no connection with tangible reality (except as Jarrell
described, "...black flak and the nightmare fighters...," the gunner is
validating Jarrell's image of the terrifying exit from the womb to the
unknown existence awaiting him - possible death. The imagery reflects the
impact of my subject's recall of his near-death experience, his response to
his fear as he bailed out of the doomed aircraft.

Sarah M. Blasius from United States