Dedication

They say that if you have ever been to boot camp, you will never forget your drill sergeant. That’s certainly true in my case. My drill instructor was Sergeant Enrique Fishbach. He was all soldier—posture like a pillar of granite, immaculate uniform, and shoes polished like mirrors. He had an impact on everyone who served under him at Fort Jackson, South Carolina, as I did for eight weeks of basic training in the fall of 1964.

I dedicate this book to Sergeant Fishbach with great respect.

I also dedicate this book to my father and mother, Jim and Ellen Williams, who daily instilled these principles in me when I was a youngster growing up in Wilmington, Delaware.