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It Doesn't Take a Hero The Autobiography of General Norman Schwarzkopf [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (History)
  • Author:  Schwarzkopf, Norman
  • Author:  Schwarzkopf, Norman
  • ISBN-10:  0553563386
  • ISBN-10:  0553563386
  • ISBN-13:  9780553563382
  • ISBN-13:  9780553563382
  • Publisher:  Bantam
  • Publisher:  Bantam
  • Pages:  656
  • Pages:  656
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Jul-1993
  • Pub Date:  01-Jul-1993
  • SKU:  0553563386-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0553563386-11-SPLV
  • Item ID: 100082917
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He set his star by a simple motto: duty, honor,  country. Only rarely does history grant a single  individual the ability, personal charisma, moral  force, and intelligence to command the respect,  admiration, and affection of an entire nation. But such  a man is General H. Norman Schwarzkopf, commander  of the Allied Forces in the Gulf War. Now, in this  refreshingly candid and typically outspoken  autobiography, General Schwarzkopf reviews his  remarkable life and career: the events, the adventures, and  the emotions that molded the character and shaped  the beliefs of this uniquely distinguished  American leader."Remarkably emotional... a gripping  book."--The New York Times Book  Review.

"A fine and lucid book, teeming  with vitality... Schwarzkopf is a compelling  storyteller.--Los Angeles Times.

"A must-read... a riveting reminder that one man  can influence major events."--Detroit  Free Press.

"An excellent book by an  excellent man."--The Wall  Street JournalNorman Schwarzkopf(1934–2012) was commander of the Allied Forces in the Gulf War.1
 
When my father went off to war in August 1942, his last act was to make me the man of the house. I was with him and my mother in the backyard, which to me always seemed like a magical place, with tall evergreen shrubs and fragrant lilacs and a mysterious old stone barbecue shaped like a throne. It was dusk and the first few fireflies were out; my older sisters, Ruth Ann and Sally, were busy inside the house. I was seven years old.
 
Pop stood in front of me and gave a little talk about how he had to leave because he was going off to serve our country. Because he was leaving, he said, I was now going to lóË
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