I tried to read the other and better-known book on The Filthy Thirteen, but put it down after about 50 pages. I'm sure there's an audience for a dude bragging about his fist-fights, disdain for military life, and being a pain in the ass to his chain of command. Jack Womer's narrative in "Fighting..." is a better experience, in my opinion, because I can find more empathy for a guy who went from the steel mill to the army and worked hard to be a reliable member of the team in the awful circumstances of D-Day and Market Garden. I also found his honesty most welcome. When he and his unit rolled into Germany they looted and broke a lot of local property. You can read about that in Rick Atkinson's superb trilogy on America's participation in the ETO, so it wasn't a big surprise. Hearing it in the first-person, though, is a bit more gritty. Regardless, it wasn't nearly as nasty as the way the Soviets raped and killed their way through the half of the Third Reich they conquered. The book could use some maps; and there are some typos--but the story deserves a second edition, so those gripes can be rectified pretty easily. Again, it's a good story, it's honest, and it jibes nicely with the "Band of Brothers" history. Worth a read.