It was fine Sunday morning in Honolulu, starting out to be a 
lazy one for the men at Schofield Barracks, by Pearl Harbor.  Then, 
all Hell broke loose.  You know the rest of that story.  But did you 
know that one Corporal George K. Hollingworth was there in uniform, 
and survived the Japanese attack?  Did you know that a character in a 
world famous novel was based on him?  All facts.
    James Jones wrote "From Here to Eternity" and took many of his 
characters from life: his buddies in the F Company, 25th U.S. Infant-
ry Division.  Clare Hollingsworth of Edmonton, Alberta, set your edi-
tor out on this chase, when he enclosed cuttings from Travel Holiday 
magazine for March, 1990, pages 47-50 inclusive.  In this story about
Jones and his novel, and factual events of before and after 7 Dec. 
1941 ('a day that will live in infamy,' as FDR called it on Dec 8th) 
is a black and white group photo of Company F, on which James Jones 
wrote the names of the men across their images in the panorama.  In
nearly all cases it is only the surname.  Seated in the front row, 3d
from right, is a corporal marked "Hollingsworth."  In the 2nd row, 
4th from right end, just above "Hollingsworth's" right shoulder, is 
Jones himself.  Next to "Hollingsworth" on his left, or 2d from rightend,
front row, is Stewart.
    I wrote immediately to the 25th Infantry Museum at Schofield and 
received a list of the names of Jones's characters, opposite the cor-
rect names of the men they were based upon.  "Hollingsworth" became 
Corp. Henderson in the novel.  If you saw the film of 1953 starring 
Burt Lancaster, Deborah Kerr and Montgomery Clift, Henderson was play-
ed by actor Robert Wilkie.  Stewart was R. L. Stewart, who became Rob-
ert E. Lee Pruitt in the novel played by Clift in the movie.
    But, strangely, the museum could not help me to give a first 
name to "Hollingsworth," the obvious real reason for my letter!  I 
have a big chip on my genealogical shoulder about such omissions, and 
also suspect that the "Privacy Act" is afoot here. (Damn that Law to 
Hell!)  A museum of the 25th Infantry without full names of every one 
of the men serving in it is a laugh-and-a-half!  Does any subscriber 
not agree?  Don't bother to write; like Pharaoh, my heart would only 
harden all the more about such insipid history keeping.
    Having received that blow (my cynical, nay, super cynical nature 
had half predicted it in the first place - these days, it is sicken-
ingly commonplace to have the "person" on the other side of the coun-
ter ask critically: "Why do you want this information?" in a way rem-
iniscent of repressive eastern European nations) I started out in a 
fulmination of fury to "do it myself." My local Inglewood Library is 
very fine for certain subjects.  A feverish scanning of more that for-
ty books on the subject of Pearl Harbor in particular, and World War 
Two in general, told me that my kind of interest was the last thing 
any of those four dozen authors dreamed of.  Almost at the end of the 
shelf, and of my sanity, I picked up the unlikeliest little book call-
ed "One Sunday Morning," by Ed Sheehan (1971). It was, ironically, not 
published in the U.S.A., the victim of the attack, but in Japan! In it
I found, to my joy, list after list - the kind most phlegmatics shun, 
and authors who want to please them would never publish.  Those at 
Schofield Barracks who survived, and their being alive in 1971, in-
cluded the name of George K. Hollingworth (note spelling).