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From WORLD WAR II BOOK TWO: DEAD IN THE WATER:This is a formal and solemn occasion. Everyone on board Yorktown is dressed in whites, and everyone not essential to the navigation of the ship is lined up at the rail on the flight deck. I'm embedded like an imposter among the fly guys who have become my friends. As we approach the island of Oahu and then drift along into the channel to Pearl Harbor, we see the people lined up on the beaches to cheer us. And cheer us they do, robustly, like we have already won some big important something, rather than just gotten started. I have heard, and felt, crowds cheering before, and I have been on the receiving end of those cheers in baseball parks all around the Delmarva Peninsula. But it would be shameful, wrong, and altogether misleading to claim that the experience approached this one in any meaningful way.Baseball is important. Baseball, in a way I truly believe, is exactly what we are here fighting for. And yet, at the same time, this is the first time anything ever made me feel like baseball was . . . small.