![]() Still more such books were in his head when Halberstam, a vibrant 73, was killed in a car crash last April. As if to relieve those brooding labors, he alternated them with worshipful accounts of athletic feats, but they, too, focused on competitors under stress and reflected on their sweat-soaked devotion and their betrayals, by fate or higher authority. With remarkable energy, he went on to produce 20 books in 40 years, most notably big heaves about America’s war machine but also voluminous studies of our news media and auto industry, and poignant memorials to the civil rights marchers of the ’60s and the fallen firefighters of 9/11. ![]() It made him angry, then famous, and he became a lover not of war but of war stories, the grit and stink of combat, be it military, political, bureaucratic or some combination thereof. A gutsy reporter not yet 30, he warned of a quagmire in the making by a government in denial. David Halberstam discovered his calling in Vietnam, watching men die for a strategic lie. ![]()
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