This was an enormously interesting read. Berg was a carrier aviator from 1942-45, and this is his diary-like memoir about that time.
What struck me about it was the enormous amount of time he spent in training – the weeks and months he spent becoming an experienced pilot before coming anywhere near the combat zone. Because the book is in chronological order, and treat all his experiences essentially the same in terms of space, the reader really gets a better feel for the weight of his time in training, and taking care of his personal life, from courting to marrying and the trials of seeking adequate housing for his wife. Almost every wartime account skips over all of this, beginning with the soldier/sailor/airman when they enter the combat zone, and this book decidely doesn't. You would think that would make it boring, but it really doesn't – Berg is constantly revealing his thought processes as he gets closer to war – how will he do, will his fears overcome him, how will his marriage turn out?
You can read about combat anywhere. Here is where you can read about the years of training that preceded it – the whole experience.