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(1940s) Gen. Dwight Eisenhower
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TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1940s Highlights
PEOPLE
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General Dwight Eisenhower
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<p>(June 19, 1944)
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<p> In quick succession his World War II assignments took him to
Washington to work on the war plans, to London as commander of
the Army's European Theater of Operations, to Africa for the
Mediterranean campaign, back to London as Supreme Commander for
the Western invasion.
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<p> Outwardly, Ike Eisenhower has changed little through all this.
He is as natural, kindly, down-to-earth as ever. But he is a
strict disciplinarian with the troop formations under his
command. He is a bear on uniform neatness, a bug on such items
of military smartness as saluting. Once in Eighth Air Force
headquarters he took General "Tooey" Spaatz down because West
Pointer Spaatz, steeped in the Air Force ways of offhand
efficiency, had banned saluting in the corridors as a damned
nuisance.
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<p> Marked from the first as an officer who was not afraid to make
a decision, Eisenhower has become even more confident, more
incisive as his job grew. Few men can talk with his fluent
clearness. His handling of press conferences makes good
reporters beam with admiration. Before a complex operation he
can take an airman, an infantryman and a naval officer, and
rapidly explain to all three the peculiar requirements of their
separate specialties far better than those specialists could
hope to explain them to one another.
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<p> Dour Day. Aside from whatever lift of spirit that fact gave
him, D-day found Ike Eisenhower in one of his worst moods. The
Supreme Commander had little to do but wait in galling idleness
during the slow-treading hours before the vast fleets of landing
craft and gliders could put their troops ashore, and some
vestige of order begin to appear out of the vast amphibious
chaos.
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<p> It was Ike's most trying experience since his painful vigil
at Gibraltar during the early hours of the African invasion. At
such times the carefully controlled Eisenhower temper bends
under the strain; he hates uncertainty. All he could do now was
to pace around headquarters, scribble memos to himself, a set
habit at such times. One of his self-memos could stand as a
masterpiece of military understatement: "Now I'd like a few
reports."</p>
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