This book is a well-written story of an incredible man. Felix Sparks joined the US Army one day when, out of money and unable to find work, he ran into a recruiter. He saved his money, started college, and then found himself called back into the army as fear of war escalated. After Pearl Harbor, he knew he’d be in for the long haul.
Sparks served with the 157th regiment, the Thunderbirds, a National Guard unit from Oklahoma, Arizona, New Mexico, and Colorado. By the time they arrived in Europe, he was a captain in charge of a company. By the time they’d fought in Sicily, Salerno, Anzio, across southern France and into Germany, he was a lieutenant colonel.
The book focuses on Sparks, but also pulls in information about what higher-up officers, national leaders, and the opposing infantryman were doing. I thought the extra information added to the book, and Kershaw is a skilled enough writer that I never found the transitions jumpy. I also enjoyed the focus on Sparks, which kept the book easy to follow through multiple military campaigns.
There is a quote at the beginning of one of the chapters by a French diplomat, saying “We live in a free world today because in 1945 the forces of imperfect goodness defeated the forces of near-perfect evil”. Kershaw shows how that quote is true—Sparks and his men weren’t perfect. There was looting, ridiculous officers seeking glory (General Clark comes to mind), and STDs were widespread. But the Thunderbirds did their job. The “nearly perfect evil” part of the quote can be summed up in one word: Dachau.
You know that saying, “war is hell?” You see that in this book. Men broke under the constant strain of battle, and twice Sparks lost entire companies of men. (I guess that’s a spoiler, but it’s mentioned in the prologue.) But you also see Sparks’s humanity in this book. He cared about the men he led. And he cared about doing what’s right. That was best shown in the liberation of Dachau. Sparks and his men were shocked by what they found at the concentration camp. Most of the men cried. Some of them lost it, and began shooting the SS guards. It would have been easy for Sparks to ignore what was happening, but as soon as he realized what was going on, he stopped it. A photograph of him holding his hand out and shooting his pistol in the air to stop the slaughter is what inspired this book.
Kershaw doesn’t set out to cover the entire war, but he does a great job pulling in enough information to give readers a good picture of what was going on elsewhere. The Thunderbird campaigns in Sicily, Italy, southern France (instead of Normandy) and the Vosges (instead of the Ardennes) were a change from the more-often covered campaigns to the north.
I highly recommend The Liberator for others who enjoy WWII nonfiction. It’s a book that brought me to tears more than once, and it will stay with me for a while.
FYI, there is some swearing—mostly in quotes from the men who fought. That and details about war and life on the front make this book something I would recommend only for older readers.