Not acting like a male figure would.
James Jones and his friend Willie Morris
two boys toured
the battlefields of the American Civil
War in 1976.
In A Friendship, Morris
remembered their visit
to Antietam, were in one day in 1862, 23,000 men and boys were killed
Jones: A friendship
: "One of the things most people do not understand is the physical
hardship a solder
even when he's not being shot at. If we had been living then and been here, we'd probably fought
against each other."
Jim: "Yeah, I guess
Working their way threw
Nicodemus Hill the fog and rain the day waned
on. Down the Smoketown Lane and past
the Roulette Farmhouse to Sunken lane. Now know as Bloody Lane. It was here along
a line of a thousand yards that the Confederate center took
it's stand. Thousands
of them firing at close quarters against Federal troops across the crests ridge. The battle lasting three hrs. As far as the eye could see, body's lay strewn in piles across the whole ridge.
Jim: "They way men go to die. (looking down the ridge) It's incredibly sad. It breaks my heart. You wounder why it is necessary, why human
beings have to do that to each other. This reminds
me a little of Europe, where every blade of grass has twenty-one drops
of human blood
on it. That's why Europe is so goddamned
Two Boys: Why do men do it? Why did they do it here?
: Well..." he paused, to the sound of rain on the roof. "I think it's more because they didn't want
to appear unmanly in front of their friends."