Some day I’d like to cover a war in a country as ugly as war itself.
Ernie Pyle Quotes
In their eyes as they pass is not hatred, not excitement, not despair, not the tonic of their victory - there is just the simple expression of being here as though they had been here doing this forever, and nothing else.
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| Birth: | 3rd August, 1900 |
| Death: | 18th April, 1945 |
| Nationality: | American |
| Profession: | Journalist |
About
Ernest Taylor Pyle was born in Indiana, United States. He was a Pulitzer Prize–winning American journalist. As a roving correspondent for the Scripps-Howard newspaper chain, he earned wide acclaim for his accounts of ordinary people in rural America, and later, of ordinary American soldiers during World War II. His syndicated column ran in more than 300 newspapers nationwide. He was killed by enemy fire on Iejima during the Battle of Okinawa. He won the Pulitzer Prize in 1944 for his spare, poignant accounts of "dogface" infantry soldiers from a first-person perspective. He served as a reporter for the tabloid newspaper, The Washington Daily News. In 1926 he tired of working at a desk and quit his job. In 1928 he returned to the The Washington Daily News, and for the following four years served as the country's first and best-known aviation columnist. In 1932 Pyle once again became managing editor of the The Washington Daily News. He wrote several books include: Brave men, Here is your war, Ernie's war, Home Country, and Ernie Pyle's Southwest.
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