From Guadalcanal to Munda, an ex-Marine fighter pilot tells the day-to-day story of the ""Flying Deuces"" squadron through nearly two years of South Pacific action. What makes the book worthwhile is not that it was written by or about heroes, but of average pilots doing a sticky, unpleasant job under very difficult conditions. It is perhaps these dogged, unromanticized books which give us our best views of war. Flying Vought Corsairs, the Marines of the Flying Deuce Squadron underwent not only tough aerial combat with Japanese Zeroes, but had to endure air raids, jungle mud, crude living conditions, and disease on the ground as well. It is perhaps indicative that the author came home in late 1944 covered not with glory but with open pores. Yet the tension, the murderous skill of dogfighting is not neglected. Ace ""Pappy"" Boyington appears several times through the latter pages of the book, and the reader is exposed to him enough to know what a real hero is like. An interesting document of the individual fighter pilot---the last of the knights of combat--- who have gone from the skies forever.