I have this one on my workstation at work, along with "I feel like a fugitive from the law of averages."
That M-1 carbine in the foreground reminds me of one of my dad's stories. He (a combat engineer) was carrying an M-1 carbine as American troops were entering the small Italian town of Biela. You need to understand that one of the (many) idiosyncracies of the M-1 carbine is that the safety and the clip release are 'WAY too close to each other, just in front of the trigger guard!
Anyhow, my dad walked around a corner and literally bumped helmets with a German soldier. Fortunately, Fritz was more scared (or quicker on his feet) than my dad, because he threw down his rifle and ran like h#!!. Dad swung up his M-1, went to hit the safety, and dropped all his bullets in the street. Fortunately, Fritz kept running and is probably in Bavaria by now. ("Why did you have your safety on Daddy?" "I didn't want to shoot myself in the foot.")
Dad threw away the M-1, picked up a Garand from a dead GI, and carried that the rest of the war, regulations be &@###!
I am not a WWII vet but pickep up a copy of his bookmof cartoons from WWII. Bill loved to skewer the brass. Two of the cartoons that stand out are the one where the officers are looking at a sunset and wondering if there is one for the enlisted men and the other was where Willie and Joe call in to let the captain know that they will be taking a long detour to miss Patton's Third army.
Maybe one you HTML wizards could find these and post em, eh.
Thanks Bill Maudlin for the insights into the life of the GI and Best Wishes. Deepest Regards alfa6 ;>}