Making a documentary on our Air Division in 1957, I got my first look at Verdun from 20,000 feet when the pilot of our Shooting Star (T-33) said at the end of a shoot over Germany, We've got fuel to burn off, how'd you like to see Verdun? Spring had made the countryside a verdant green but underneath as visible as traffic lights were cheek-to-jowl craters as far as I could see. Cure for anyone with notions of glory of combat.