“Under the helmets, the faces are young
and tormented, stubbled and dirty, taut with the strain of battle. They
sob over dead friends. They stare exhausted into the fog and rain. They
crouch in a muddy foxhole. This goddamn cigarette could be the last.
“There are no heroes in David Douglas Duncan’s images of war.
“‘I felt no sense of mission as a
combat photographer,’ Mr. Duncan, who was wounded several times, told The New York Times in 2003. ‘I just felt maybe the guys out there deserved being
photographed just the way they are, whether they are running scared, or showing
courage, or diving into a hole, or talking and laughing. And I think I did
bring a sense of dignity to the battlefield.’”
—David Douglas Duncan
(1916-2018), WWII Marine and photojournalist, in Robert D. McFadden, “David Douglas Duncan, 102, Who Photographed the Reality of War, Dies,” The New York
Times, June 7, 2018.
• Editorial Comment: Honoring those who served, those who waited, those who lost and those who documented.
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don’t think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If
you get the right ones, in the right order, you can nudge the world a
little.” —Tom Stoppard
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