Referred to by some as perhaps the best memoir of its type in American military history, With the Old Breed: At Peleliu and Okinawa is a personal and poignant account of World War II in the Pacific. The book was compiled by its author, Mobile native Eugene B. Sledge, years after the trial of combat from notes and memory and first published in 1981. I was able to listen to an audiobook version of the title recently, introduced by none other than acclaimed actor Tom Hanks and featuring one of the best readings (by Joe Mazzello) I have had the pleasure to listen to. So much has been written about the volume, which has sold hundreds of thousands of copies and famously informed such noted documentaries as Ken Burns’s The War and the HBO miniseries The Pacific, that I will keep my comments here brief.
This book is powerful and subtly eloquent. It brings what the desperate combat on isolated Pacific islands against a determined enemy was really like with a crystal-clear and emotional clarity in a style only the best writers can hope to duplicate. It is brutally honest, describing in detail scenes too terrible to contemplate as the war brought out an almost inhuman type of barbarity; gruesome injuries, troops laboring amidst the stench of decomposing bodies under the realization any moment might be their last, and the heartrending spectacle of men breaking down when pushed beyond the brink of what they could mentally endure. Yet at the same time the extraordinary heroism which is so frequently on display amongst young men thrust into the awful responsibilities of war is recognized in the pages of the book—refusal to leave an injured buddy on the field and the willingness to put one’s life on the line when almost certain death awaited the deed. If you are unmoved by the material recounted by the author in this book, you must have no soul.
What the book is not is sentimental or didactic. Sledge, nicknamed “Sledgehammer” by his Marine compatriots, offers an unvarnished and straightforward account of his experiences that allows readers to make their own of what it means in the bigger picture. He chooses not to ring his combat record in the aura of patriotism or noble duty fulfilled. This does not mean he is dispassionate, however, as he provides liberal doses of descriptions of moments of exhilaration and pathos which help the reader understand fully events being described. Neither is he boastful, either, freely admitting the crippling fear he, and others at one time or another, felt during the vicious and disorienting fighting when air, sea, and land were all consumed by the maelstrom of combat. Sledge offers few overt moral lessons to be gleaned from his narrative, save for perhaps a general disillusion with the effectiveness of warfare. If you want a clear-eyed account of the reality of war and the strength of the bonds of camaraderie, With the Old Breed should be on your reading list. You will be better off for the experience.
JMB