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He pelted a policeman with rotten tomatoes. Kids who crossed him wound up with fat lips, and bullies learned to give him a wide berth. He once came upon Pete in their front yard, in a standoff with another boy.
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Both boys had their fists in front of their chins, each waiting for the other to swing. Hit him, Pete! And then he runs! The police always seemed to be on the front porch, trying to talk sense into Louie. Adoring his son but exasperated by his behavior, Anthony delivered frequent, forceful spankings.
Louie absorbed the punishment in tearless silence, then com- mitted the same crimes again, just to show he could.
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Louie was a copy of herself, right down to the vivid blue eyes. Loving mischief, she spread icing over a cardboard box and pre- sented it as a birthday cake to a neighbor, who promptly got the knife stuck. One Hal- loween, she dressed as a boy and raced around town trick-or-treating with Louie and Pete. A gang of kids, thinking she was one of the local toughs, tackled her and tried to steal her pants. Little Louise Zam- perini, mother of four, was deep in the melee when the cops picked her up for brawling.
Knowing that punishing Louie would only provoke his defiance, Louise took a surreptitious route toward reforming him. Louise suddenly knew everything Louie was up to, and her children wondered if she had developed psychic powers.
Sure that Sylvia was snitching, Louie refused to sit at the supper table with her, eating his meals in spiteful solitude off the open oven door. He once became so enraged with her that he chased her around the block.
Louie flushed her out by feeding his three-foot-long pet snake into the crawl space. He ran away and wandered around San Diego for days, sleeping under a highway over- pass. He tried to ride a steer in a pasture, got tossed onto the ragged edge of a fallen tree, and limped home with his gashed knee bound in a handkerchief.
He hit one kid so hard that he broke his nose. He upended another boy and stuffed paper towels in his mouth. Parents forbade their kids from going near him. As Louie prepared to start Torrance High, he was looking less like an impish kid and more like a dangerous young man. High school would be the end of his education. With flunking grades and no skills, Louie had no chance for a scholarship.
It was unlikely that he could land a job. The Depression had come, and the unemployment rate was nearing 25 percent. Louie had no real ambitions. At one Illinois mental hospital, new patients were dosed with milk from cows infected with tuberculosis, in the belief that only the undesirable would perish.
As many as four in ten of these patients died. A more popular tool of eugenics was forced sterilization, em- ployed on a raft of lost souls who, through misbehavior or misfortune, fell into the hands of state governments. By , when Louie was en- tering his teens, California was enraptured with eugenics, and would ultimately sterilize some twenty thousand people. When Louie was in his early teens, an event in Torrance brought reality home.
Suddenly understanding what he was risking, he felt deeply shaken. The person that Louie had become was not, he knew, his authentic self. He made hesitant efforts to connect to others.
He scrubbed the kitchen floor to surprise his mother, but she assumed that Pete had done it. He doled out nearly everything he stole. He holed up alone, reading Zane Grey novels and wishing himself into them, a man and his horse on the frontier, broken off from the world.
He haunted the theater for western movies, losing track of the plots while he stared at the scenery. In the back bedroom he could hear trains passing. The sound of it brought goose bumps.
She and actor Gary Sinise are the co-founders of Operation International Children, a charity that provides school supplies to children through American troops. She lives in Washington, D. Random House and colophon are registered trademarks of Random House, Inc. Includes bibliographical references and index. Zamperini, Louis, — 2. World War, ——Prisoners and prisons, Japanese. Prisoners of war—United States—Biography.
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On a May afternoon in , an Army Air Forces bomber crashed into the Pacific Ocean and disappeared, leaving only a spray of debris and a slick of oil, gasoline, and blood. Then, on the ocean surface, a face appeared. So began one of the most extraordinary odysseys of the Second World War. As a teenager, he had channeled his defiance into running, discovering a prodigious talent that had carried him to the Berlin Olympics and within sight of the four-minute mile.
But when war had come, the athlete had become an airman, embarking on a journey that led to his doomed flight, a tiny raft, and a drift into the unknown. Flag for inappropriate content. Related titles. Subscribe to view the full document. What stays with you latest and deepest?
There was a sound coming from outside, growing ever louder. It was a huge, heavy rush, suggesting im- mensity, a great parting of air. It was coming from directly above the house. The boy swung his legs off his bed, raced down the stairs, slapped open the back door, and loped onto the grass. The yard was otherworldly, smothered in unnatural darkness, shivering with sound. The boy stood on the lawn beside his older brother, head thrown back, spellbound.
Con- testing a footrace across a busy highway, he just missed getting broad- sided by a jalopy. He began drinking one night when he was eight; he hid under the dinner table, snatched glasses of wine, drank them all dry, staggered outside, and fell into a rosebush.
When Louie came home drenched in oil after scal- ing an oil rig, diving into a sump well, and nearly drowning, it took a gallon of turpentine and a lot of scrubbing before Anthony recognized his son again. Thrilled by the crashing of boundaries, Louie was untamable. As he grew into his uncommonly clever mind, mere feats of daring were no longer satisfying. In Torrance, a one-boy insurgency was born. If it was edible, Louie stole it. He skulked down alleys, a roll of lock- picking wire in his pocket.
Housewives who stepped from their kitch- ens would return to find that their suppers had disappeared. Residents looking out their back windows might catch a glimpse of a long-legged boy dashing down the alley, a whole cake balanced on his hands.
When a local family left Louie off their dinner-party guest list, he broke into their house, bribed their Great Dane with a bone, and cleaned out their icebox. At another party, he absconded with an entire keg of beer.
When rival thieves took up the racket, he sus- pended the stealing until the culprits were caught and the bakery owners dropped their guard. To minimize the evidence found on him when the police habitually came his way, he set up loot-stashing sites around town, including a three-seater cave that he dug in a nearby forest.
Under the Torrance High bleachers, Pete once found a stolen wine jug that Louie had hidden there. It was teeming with inebriated ants. A metal dealer never guessed that the grinning Italian kid who often came by to sell him armfuls of copper scrap had stolen the same scrap from his lot the night before.
Discovering, while scuffling with an enemy at a circus, that adults would give quarters to fighting kids to pacify them, Louie declared a truce with the enemy and they cruised around staging brawls before strangers.
When a teacher made him stand in a corner for spitballing, he deflated her car tires with toothpicks. After setting a le- gitimate Boy Scout state record in friction-fire ignition, he broke his record by soaking his tinder in gasoline and mixing it with match heads, causing a small explosion.
His magnum opus became legend. Late one night, Louie climbed the steeple of a Baptist church, rigged the bell with piano wire, strung the wire into a nearby tree, and roused the police, the fire department, and all of Torrance with apparently spontaneous pealing.
The more credulous townsfolk called it a sign from God. Only one thing scared him. When Louie was in late boyhood, a pilot landed a plane near Torrance and took Louie up for a flight. One might have expected such an intrepid child to be ecstatic, but the speed and altitude frightened him.
From that day on, he wanted nothing to do with airplanes.
Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand
In a childhood of artful dodging, Louie made more than just mis- chief. He shaped who he would be in manhood.
Confident that he was clever, resourceful, and bold enough to escape any predicament, he was almost incapable of discouragement. When history carried him into war, this resilient optimism would define him. Louie was twenty months younger than his brother, who was every- thing he was not. Pete Zamperini was handsome, popular, impeccably groomed, polite to elders and avuncular to juniors, silky smooth with girls, and blessed with such sound judgment that even when he was a child, his parents consulted him on difficult decisions.
He rose at two-thirty to run a three-hour paper route, and de- posited all his earnings in the bank, which would swallow every penny when the Depression hit. He once saved a girl from drowning. Pete radiated a gen- tle but impressive authority that led everyone he met, even adults, to be swayed by his opinion.
Even Louie, who made a religion out of heed- ing no one, did as Pete said. Louie idolized Pete, who watched over him and their younger sis- ters, Sylvia and Virginia, with paternal protectiveness. But Louie was eclipsed, and he never heard the end of it. Sylvia would recall her mother tearfully telling Louie how she wished he could be more like Pete.
But it never occurred to anyone to suspect Pete of anything. He was a puny boy, and in his first years in Torrance, his lungs were still compromised enough from the pneumonia that in picnic footraces, every girl in town could dust him. His features, which would later settle into pleasant collabo- ration, were growing at different rates, giving him a curious face that seemed designed by committee. His ears leaned sidelong off his head like holstered pistols, and above them waved a calamity of black hair that mortified him.
It did no good. And then there was his ethnicity. In Torrance in the early s, Italians were held in such disdain that when the Zamperinis arrived, the neighbors petitioned the city council to keep them out. They compounded his misery by holding him back a grade.
Bullies, drawn by his oddity and hoping to goad him into uttering Italian curses, pelted him with rocks, taunted him, punched him, and kicked him. He tried buying their mercy with his lunch, but they pummeled him anyway, leaving him bloody. He could have ended the beatings by running away or succumbing to tears, but he refused to do either.
As Louie neared his teens, he took a hard turn.
Aloof and bristling, he lurked around the edges of Torrance, his only friendships forged loosely with rough boys who followed his lead.Research Guy.
He upended another boy and stuffed paper towels in his mouth.
At Yankee Stadium, in the Bronx, players were debuting numbered uniforms: He was a marked boy. Be the first to like this. Sure that Sylvia was snitching, Louie refused to sit at the supper table with her, eating his meals in spiteful solitude off the open oven door. The Depression had come, and the unemployment rate was nearing 25 percent.
When Louie came home drenched in oil after scal- ing an oil rig, diving into a sump well, and nearly drowning, it took a gallon of turpentine and a lot of scrubbing before Anthony recognized his son again. Prisoners of war—Japan—Biography.
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