Kraft was a skinny, harmless kid from Pennsylvania who wanted only to be liked, and was destined to be disappointed in even so humble and degrading an ambition. Instead, of being liked, he was dead, a bleeding cinder on the barbarous pile whom nobody had heard in those last precious moments while the plane with one wing plummeted.
Joseph HellerAbout author
- Author's profession: Novelist, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: May 1, 1923
- Died: December 12, 1999
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