one there is jimmy trimbull as he looked the last time i saw him when he was 17 in 1942. what i was not, he was and the other way around. just reflect on this. because this is the heart of this. >> well, we grew up together. an i was 1 week older than he and we went to school together. he was the greatest athlete in the school and i was already a writer. and we had-- one thing we had in common was that we were already as schoolboys, we were what we were going to be all our lives. i was going to be a writer. by the time he was 17 and graduated from st. albany he was offered a contract with the new york giants as a pitcher, something that has never happened to a 17-year-old before. and by 19, hi my first book was published. we had that in common. and it was kind of wholeness. we are were like two parts of the same person. and then we were separated by time and war at 17. i enlisted in the infant ree and then got sent out to the allow shan islands by which time i was the first mate of the ship. i moved over to the transportation corps. he enlisted in the marines and 50 years