Category: We Remember

  • Extraordinary Fidelity

    Not all POWs are military personnel.  The Third Geneva Convention of 1949, Article 4, paragraph A.4., also accords POW status to civilian personnel serving with or accompanying armed forces in the field, provided that certain conditions are met.

    In various conflicts, US civilians serving with US or allied militaries have been taken prisoner by hostile forces.  One such US civilian taken prisoner in Southeast Asia was held in excess of 7 years 10 months.

    However, not all US personnel held by US adversaries technically qualify as POWs.  A number of US personnel taken captive while performing official duties during the Cold War were imprisoned by US adversaries for extended periods of time.  Yet few if any of them technically qualify as “Prisoners of War”.

    This article is a brief account of two such individuals.  These individuals exhibited truly amazing perseverance and endurance while imprisoned because of their official duties.  Yet few have likely ever heard of them.

    These individuals were Richard G. Fecteau and John T. Downey.  They were civilian employees of the Central Intelligence Agency.

    What makes these individuals’ story worthy of note?  They were imprisoned by Communist China during the height of the Cold War.

    In Fecteau’s case, he was held for just over nineteen years.

    Of the two, Fecteau was the “lucky” one.  Downey was a prisoner for over two decades.

    . . .

    Downey and Fecteau were two young men in the early 1950s, just out of college.  Seeking adventure as well as employment, they joined the CIA – Downey in June 1951, Fecteau a few months later.

    They were assigned to activities supporting the development of a “Third Force” in mainland China.  This “Third Force” was to be composed of alleged Chinese dissident military personnel, and was to be separate and distinct from Chiang Kai-shek’s Nationalist Chinese forces on Taiwan.  The specific operations to which Downey and Fecteau were assigned involved linking these supposed dissidents with CIA-trained Chinese agents.

    Yeah, I know you’re probably thinking, “Huh? What the . . . ?” about now.  In retrospect, the program obviously turned out to be a case of, “Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time . . . .”

    Though it occurred during the Korean War, this “Third Force” program was not itself strictly a part of that conflict.  Rather, it predated the Korean War, having been initiated well before that war started.  The program began in 1949, during or shortly after the Communist takeover of mainland China.  Its long-term objective was to develop a mainland opposition to the Communist regime.

    At the time of their ill-fated mission, Downey had been assigned to support the “Third Force” program for about a year; Fecteau was recently arrived.  For Fecteau, it was to be both his first and last operation with the program.

    The clandestine operation that resulted in Fecteau’s and Downey’s capture today seems somewhat fantastic – if not borderline insane.  The operation would (1) fly into Manchuria in an ostensibly civilian C-47 cargo aircraft provided by Civil Air Transport (CAT), a CIA-front company; (2) proceed to a prearranged ground location marked by bonfires; (3) deliver supplies/equipment to agents on the ground via parachute; (4) perform a Fulton extraction of a courier bearing documents; then (5) return this courier and his documents to base. Downey and Fecteau were on board the aircraft to push out cargo being parachuted to Chinese agents and to operate the winch that would “reel in” the courier to the plane after extraction (and/or otherwise assist with his recovery).

    Yes, I’m serious.  That really was the mission. Cojones muy grandes – de piedra.

    During the night of 29-30 November 1952, the CAT C-47 penetrated Chinese airspace.  The pilots found the marker bonfires; the aircraft air-dropped its cargo.  It overflew the extraction location on a “dry run”; everything seemed to be in order.  So the pilots then circled around and came in “low and slow” to execute the Fulton extraction.

    Unfortunately, the operation had been compromised.  When the CAT C-47 approached the extraction location the second time – flying at extremely low altitude and very slow (just above stall speed) – it was engaged by concealed Chinese .50 caliber antiaircraft guns.  Fire appeared to be primarily focused on the aircraft’s cockpit and engines; this fact likely saved Downey’s and Fecteau’s lives.

    The aircraft was disabled, and belly-landed in an open field near where it had been ambushed.  The two CIA pilots – Norman Schwartz and Robert Snoddy – are believed to have died at the scene.  They were never seen alive again.   (Snoddy’s remains were recovered from the site in 2004, and identified in 2005.  Schwartz’s remains have yet to be located.)

    Fecteau and Downey were not injured.  Instead, they were taken prisoner.

    It was not long after midnight – the early morning of 30 November 1952.

    . . .

    Fecteau and Downey were held incommunicado under austere conditions for two years – first in Manchura, then in Bejing.  Other than being beaten during capture, they were not significantly tortured physically (they were on occasion physically manhandled).  However, they were interrogated at extreme lengths, sometimes for up to 20 hours daily, for a protracted period of time; were subjected to extensive sleep deprivation; and held in isolation.  Their fate was unknown outside of China.

    Downey had it the worst, as the communist Chinese knew much about him and his role with the CIA.  (The Chinese had apparently captured and broken some of the Chinese agents Downey had trained.  This is also believed to be how the operation on which they were captured was compromised.)  Fecteau was new, and was thus an unknown quantity to the Chinese; he had more latitude to MSU and get away with it.  But he wasn’t treated much if any better by their captors.

    After two years in prison, Fecteau and Downey were tried together by a Chinese military tribunal.  It was the first time they had seen each other since shortly after their capture.

    Downey – deemed to be the “Chief Culprit” by the Chinese – received a sentence of life imprisonment from the tribunal.  Fecteau – deemed to be the “Assistant Chief Culprit” – received a lesser sentence of “only” 20 years.

    They were returned to prison.  Each endured long periods of isolation.  In one case, one of the two (it’s not clear which, or if this pertained to both) was held in solitary confinement for six years.  Their cells were drab, small, cold, drafty – and constantly lighted.

    When US POWs held by China from the Korean War (there were 11) were returned to US custody in 1955, Downey and Fecteau were not released.  They remained in China.

    During their captivity, they were usually not permitted to communicate with each other.  And the Chinese played substantial “mind games” with them – alternately relaxing conditions, then making conditions much more severe – on an irregular basis.  They attempted to “reeducate” each in the “goodness” of Marxism.

    This went on and on, for literally years – first 5, then 10, then 15.  Their captivity simply . . . continued.

    No, they didn’t endure the extreme physical abuse that many US POWs in Vietnam endured.  But they also didn’t get released after a few years in captivity, either.  Take the longest-held US POW ever, add a decade to his captivity – and that doesn’t equal the length of their imprisonment.

    Unfortunately, progress concerning negotiating their release was glacial. The years dragged on and on; nothing much happened regarding their release.  Diplomatically, securing their release from China was a “non-starter”.

    Then came the US-Chinese diplomatic “thaw” of the early 1970s.  A Chinese tribunal convened during that thaw authorized Fecteau’s release; he entered Hong Kong from Canton on 13 December 1971.  The same tribunal reduced Downey’s sentence from life to time already served plus an additional 5 years.  He was retained by the Chinese until after his mother had suffered a severe stroke in early March 1973.  Downey was released not long afterwards, on 12 March.

    At the time of his release, Fecteau had spent 19 years 13 days as a prisoner.  Downey had been imprisoned for 20 years 3 months 12 days when he was released.

    . . .

    Contrary to some published accounts, the CIA did not “abandon” Downey and Fecteau.  When they were revealed by the Chinese to be still alive, both were reinstated on the CIA payroll at full pay.  Their cases were championed by the CIA’s then Chief of Casualty Affairs (and later Deputy Director for Personnel), Ben DeFelice.  Each was promoted while imprisoned to the level it was reasonably expected they would have attained at that point in their career as Agency employees, eventually reaching the journeyman level (which at the CIA was GS-13 for Intelligence Officers).  They were also promoted one additional grade (each retired as GS-14s).  Comprehensive efforts were made to manage their financial affairs in their absence; their families’ financial needs were taken care of, and their pay invested on their behalf.  On release each had a substantial net worth ($140,000 for Fecteau, $170,000 for Downey – in the early 1970s).  Further, US officials consistently worked to secure their release from Communist China.

    Downey and Fecteau were extensively debriefed after their release from captivity.  Afterwards, each was restored to full CIA employment.  The Agency engaged in a bit of “creative personnel management” to allow each to recuperate from their imprisonment, and to retire from the Agency if they desired.  Maximum possible service credit was given to each.  All of their technically-forfeited leave was restored, and they were also each granted a full year of additional paid “convalescent leave”.  (The same was common practice at the time for military POWs released from captivity.) While convalescing, Downey went to Harvard Law School.  Fecteau chose to work on various home projects, supported his aged parents, and worked temporarily as a probation officer.

    Downey retired from the Agency in 1976; Fecteau, in 1977.  Each was honored by the CIA with the Distinguished Intelligence Medal.  In 1998 – 25 years after Downey’s release – they were further honored by being awarded the Director’s Medal.

    Both men lived full, productive post-Agency lives.  Downey received his law degree and later became a judge in Connecticut, specializing in juvenile matters.  He’s now retired from that second career, but as of 2006 was still hearing cases 3-4 days weekly on an as-needed basis.

    Fecteau sought permanent employment as a parole officer after his retirement from the CIA.  (Ironically, Fecteau was disqualified from permanent employment in that field because he’d spent 19 years in prison – and he was not hired.  “Teh stoopid” regarding government hiring rules is apparently not a recent development.)  Fecteau was hired by his alma mater, Boston College; he eventually became their assistant Athletic Director.  He reconnected with his then-adult daughters (they were 2 when he was taken prisoner), and also remarried his first wife.  Like Downey, Fecteau has now retired from his second career.

    Both men are still alive today.

    . . .

    An unclassified, official CIA account of Fecteau’s and Downey’s ordeals from 2006 can be found here.  It’s fascinating reading, and is IMO worth the time.

    In 2011, the CIA took the unusual step of publicly releasing an hour-long film detailing Fecteau and Downey’s ordeal.  The film is entitled “Extraordinary Fidelity”; it is available for viewing on YouTube.  A full transcript of the film is also available here.  If you watch the film, it might be a good idea to have a handkerchief or tissue handy.

    No Downey and Fecteau weren’t military.  And I guess they weren’t technically POWs, either.  But IMO they deserve the same respect as is due any POW.  YMMV.

    The film’s title is IMO apropos.  “Extraordinary Fidelity”, indeed.

    . . .

    This is inadequate as hell, but I’ll say it anyway.  Thank you, gentlemen.  Thank you.

    And thank you as well, Ben DeFelice – for making sure these men were not forgotten.  May you rest in peace.

     

    Author’s Notes:

    1.  Except as noted below, sources used are linked in the body of the article.

    2.  The DPMO list of US personnel who were unaccounted for after Cold War incidents may be found here.  Including Downey and Fecteau, only 18 of these 172 individuals returned to US control alive.  Though all are now presumed dead, some have still not been fully accounted for today.

    Six civilian personnel – all employees of the CIA – are on that list.  (A seventh individual on that list is listed as “CIV”, but this appears to be an administrative error.  That individual is also listed as having a service number, having the the rank of “ENS”, and was lost in an incident involving  the shootdown of a USN PV2 having a military crew over the Formosa Strait on 18 January 1953.) 

    Four of these US civilian personnel – Downey, Fecteau, Snoddy, and Schwartz – are discussed in the article above.  The other two Cold War civilian MIAs were Wallace Buford and James McGovern, CIA civilian pilots who were lost in the crash of a CAT C-119 at Dien Bien Phu, North Vietnam, on 6 May 1954.

    McGovern’s and Snoddy’s remains have been located and repatriated.  Buford’s and Schwartz’s remains have not.

    3.  Two US military pilots were held captive in China during the Vietnam war – Capt. Philip E. Smith, USAF, and LT Robert J. Flynn, USN.  Both were shot down over Chinese territory during the Vietnam War.  (Smith was held captive for a time with Downey and Fecteau).  Both were released on 15 March 1973.  Like Downey and Fecteau, they were released in Canton and walked across the border into Hong Kong.

    Since both Smith and Flynn were military personnel participating in military operations of the Vietnam War when they were captured, both are formally recognized as former POWs by the US Government.  To the best of my knowledge, all personnel on the Cold War list – civilian and military – who were taken captive and later repatriated are not.

  • One Reason We Do This

    Most TAH readers have heard about the POW held second-longest in Southeast Asia – CDR Everett Alvarez Jr., US Navy.  He was taken prisoner on 5 August 1964, and was released on 12 Februray 1973.  He was held POW for over 8 1/2 years.

    And yes – you did read that correctly.  CDR Alvarez was not the US POW held longest by our enemies in Southeast Asia.

    That individual was COL Floyd James Thompson, 7th Special Forces Group, US Army.  Thompson was captured well before CDR Alvarez – on 26 March 1964 in South Vietnam.  He was not released until 15 March 1973 – over a month after CDR Alvarez.  In total, he was held captive for 8 years 355 days –  10 days short of 9 years.  He was the longest-held US POW in any conflict in US history.

    Frankly, I don’t think I’d heard of Thompson myself – until the other day.  I ran across an article that mentioned him.

    The article can be found here, on pages 16-18; it’s in Adobe PDF.  It covers – briefly – each man’s captivity and post-Vietnam life.  Books have also been written about both men.

    Fair warning:  especially regarding Thompson, the article is somewhat depressing.  Both men were abused horribly in captivity, and much of Thompson’s post-Vietnam life was not pleasant.  If you’re having a bad day, you might want to defer reading the linked article until another time.

    Any time someone asks, “Why do we care about false [POW/Purple Heart/other military claims]?”, I wish I could take about 50 copies of this article, roll them into a hard, tight roll – and whack them hard a few times across the mouth with that roll.  Then I’d like to stuff a copy in their mouth and tell them:  “Read this, asshole.  That’s who they’re stealing from when they make false claims about being a military ‘hero’.  That’s why it matters.  That’s why we care.”

    Today, CDR Everett Alvarez Jr. is still with us.  Regrettably, COL Floyd James Thompson passed away 16 July 2002 – aged 69 years and 8 days – at his home in Key West, Florida.  May he rest in peace.

  • Les Parraines d’Épinal

    There are many towns in the French province of Lorraine.  One of those towns – about 40 miles SSE of Nancy – is called Épinal.

    During both World Wars, Épinal was occupied by Germany.  In World War II it was liberated by forces of the US 7th Army on 23 September 1944.

    War has many costs; some of those costs are measured in terms of lives.  Thus, not long after its liberation a wartime cemetery was established near Épinal.  By the end of the war over 6,000 German dead were buried there – along with over 7,750 Americans.

    The cemetery remains today, as the Épinal American Cemetery and Memorial.  It is the final resting place for 5,255 American war dead.

    Shortly after the cemetery began operations, the mayor of Épinal asked members of his town to “adopt” American graves in the cemetery as a way of thanking their liberators.  Those adopting graves would tend them, and bring them flowers from time to time.

    That tradition has continued until the present, continuously.  Sometimes the caretaker duty is performed by the same person for life.  At least one local resident has been doing exactly that for one of the Épinal graves for 68 years.

    The practice is called parrainage – literally, “sponsorship”.  Here, it refers to the adoption of a US grave for care.  Those adopting a grave refer to themselves as “godfathers” for that grave:  les parraines.

    . . .

    Most have never heard of les parraines d’Épinal.  And I probably would never have heard of them either.  Except . . . .

    I ran across a news article the other day.  The headline caught my attention, and I read it.

    It seems that one of the grave caretakers in Épinal – M. Joel Houot – wanted to know more about the individual buried in the grave for which he cared.   He sought assistance.

    Houot was able to determine that the soldier was from Wisconsin.  So last fall, Houot found the e-mail address of a Professor of History at the University of Wisconsin – Dr. Mary Louise Roberts – and e-mailed her, requesting her assistance.

    Call it fate, luck, or whatever – the hand of God, if you like.  But it turns out that Professor Roberts had written professionally about World War II, and teaches a popular undergraduate course on the subject.  She was teaching her World War II course last fall.

    Roberts thought helping M. Houot would make an excellent extra credit project for one of her students.  So one day, she told the class about the request, and asked for a volunteer for an extra-credit project.

    Forty-three hands went up.  The entire class volunteered.

    Roberts then corresponded with M. Houot.  She asked for additional names of soldiers from Wisconsin who might be buried at Épinal.

    Two weeks later, a list of 30 names of Wisconsin natives buried at Épinal arrived from the current director of parrainage at Épinal, Mme. Jocelyne Papelard-Brescia.  Roberts’ students were able to find good information on 25 of the individuals.

    The class’ research was called, simply, The Épinal Project.  It is introduced here; the full project may be viewed here.  It documents the class’ work; IMO, it’s worth a look.

    . . .

    In the great scheme of things, perhaps all of this is “small stuff”.  And yet . . . IMO it matters.

    I think for most soldiers the greatest fear isn’t death or disability.  Rather, that greatest fear is the fear of being abandoned  – and forgotten – after they’re lost.  Indeed, I believe that’s why the US military goes to such great lengths to account for each and every missing Soldier/Sailor/Airman/Marine, to rescue those captured – and to recover each and every set of remains that can possibly be recovered, so that they can receive a proper burial.

    Les parrianes d’Épinal prevented that fate for the US war dead buried at Épinal American Cemetery and Memorial.  They made sure these US war dead were not abandoned, not forgotten.  Dr. Roberts’ and her class provided faces and history for some of those honored dead.  They enhanced the legacy – the memory – of those fallen.

    Each of those is a “good thing”, and is indeed worthwhile.

    As a nation and a society, from a US perspective the French certainly have their faults.  But regardless of their faults, the French do indeed have a sense of honor, and of gratitude.

    If you doubt that, visit Épinal.

    . . .

    À chacun des parrianes d’Épinal – Merci, mes amis. Merci beaucoup.

  • PFC Lawrence Samuel Gordon comes home

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    MCPO Ret. In TN sends us a link from CBS News about PFC Lawrence Samuel Gordon who is coming home after being buried for 70 years with his enemies;

    Gordon’s family knew he’d been killed on August 13, 1944 during the failed attempt to surround the Germans at the Falaise Gap in France. He was one of 44 casualties in his reconnaissance division. The remains of 43 were identified and returned to their families or buried overseas. Gordon was the only one unaccounted for … until now.

    The story of his coming home includes Lawrence Gordon, who was named after his deceased uncle and spent years trying to account for his namesake.

    During a taped interview with Henry in 2012, Gordon described his frustration with the process. “Almost all of it is being done by private individuals. It has been handed over and there still doesn’t seem to be a spirit of cooperation, a desire to bring the body back, a desire to deal with it. It’s like we’ll put it on the pile and unfortunately it will be at the bottom of the pile and we may never get to it and that’s a frustrating feeling.”

    Gordon and Henry appealed to the governments of Germany and France (who shared responsibility for the Mont-de-Huisnes German War Cemetery) to disinter the remains of crypt 40, burial chamber 57, coffin number 8209, which they believed belonged to PFC Gordon. Germany and France agreed. In fact, France ordered its national crime lab, l’Institut National de Police Scientifique(INPS), to run DNA tests on the remains at no charge.

    But, Joint POW/MIA Accounting Command (JPAC) stood in their way, showing no interest in coffin 8209’s occupant, but now that the work is done, they’re interested;

    JPAC has now taken an active interest in the Gordon case, sending representatives to the University of Wisconsin for the next few days to examine test results.

    As for the remains of Gordon, the family and Henry will go back to the cemetery in France at the end of May for a ceremony in Gordon’s honor. After that, the remains will be transported back to the U.S. on a commercial airliner as arranged by the family.

    On August 13, the 70th anniversary of his death, Gordon will be buried near his family in Canada.

    Welcome home, PFC.

  • Remembering the Past:

    More specifically family history. In this case this is about my relatives, who I know as Uncle Tommy. At the time he was Lieutenant Thomas H. Temple. With family items you heard bits and fragments of stories so you never get the whole image. Well here I was able to find out more due to a long thought lost article about my Great uncle helping out a fellow pilot in 1952 Iceland.

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    He was with the 117th Tactical Reconnaissance Team that were flying RF-80s. I have only found one other reference to this event that is described briefly.

    On approach to Keflavik, Col.Maynard T. Swartz suffered the bends at 32,000 feet, when a nitrogen bubble lodged in his brain. Fortunately, he was led down by his wingman and was talked down by colleagues on the ground.

    The only thing I was able to find out about the 117th was it is now part of the Alabama National Air Guard with some photos of their RF-4 Phantoms during Desert Storm. The person that he saved was on a C-53 on D-Day according to this link.

    I do not know if my Great Uncle was awarded the DFC or not though. I wonder if anyone has heard of anything about this event?

    Update : October 2nd 2015

    I got a reply from Col Swartz’s son and I wanted to added it here.

    Sporkmaster,

    Warren, I just ran across your RFI on this site while searching Google for this very same incident! I might be able to fill in a couple of gaps in your story, as Lt Col Maynard T. Swartz was my dad. As most veterans of his era, he didn’t discuss his military record much, but he did talk about this incident with me and had an original copy of your Dec ’52 Fight Safety Magazine. He spoke highly of your Great Uncle and, believe it or not, almost named me “Tom” after him!

    My dad’s bends were caused by a slow pressurization leak in his RF-80 cockpit, and he essentially went blind. Bailout was not an option as the sea survival rate was only a few minutes off Keflavik, so Lt Temple stayed glued to him and skillfully talked him all the way down to short final, where mobile control took over to touchdown. Your Great Uncle was written up for a DFC, but for some reason or another, the USAF powers didn’t award it to him, which my dad was upset about. Cleary, his actions were heroic. My dad left the Reserves in ’53 and returned to Omaha, NE, where he was in the commercial printing business until he passed in ’95, while I was stationed in London. Incidentally, per your comment, he was actually one of the first C-47s over Normandy, in the early morning hours of D-Day, as he dropped Pathfinders for the invasion… where he also realized that he had eaten and swallowed an entire cigar he had in his mouth during the sortie!

    So, thanks to your Great Uncle saving my dad’s life, I just happened to have been born in ’54, graduated from Annapolis in ’78, produced a couple of daughters and retired from the Navy as a CDR/P-3C pilot in 2003. Since then, I’ve been employed as a defense contractor down in Tampa at HQ, USCENTCOM.

    From my family to yours, a special thanks will always be given for the skill and professionalism of Lt Thomas H. Temple!

    Best regards,
    Jerry

    Jerry C. Swartz, CDR, USN (Ret)
    Tampa, FL

    And I found a photo of my Great Uncle Tommy when he was flying this type of aircraft.

    Uncle Tommy 4

  • Remember December 6th

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    I know the date of the attack was December 7th, but I want to take a different view. Because on December 6th 1941, the 7th was going to be a ordinary non-eventful day.

    Jack Miller and his shipmate, Clifford Olds(right) joined fellow sailor Frank Kosa (Center) for a night at the “Monkey Bar”. It was December 6, 1941 in Pearl City, Oahu, and Miller and Olds were on liberty from the USS West Virginia. A barmaid snapped their picture and offered it for sale. “What a scam” they thought-keep it.

    The next day Clifford Olds along fellow shipmates Ronald Endicott, and Louis “Buddy” Costin were trapped in the USS West Virginia after the order for Set Zed was given.

    Every sailor knew fate could place them in a doomed area to be drowned like rats. Old Timers would tell 17 and 18 year old “boots” that if that time came “just inhale water quickly and get it over”. This, the “grizzled Ones” claimed, was preferable to a slow death in a pitch-black void.

    Except that Clifford Olds, Ronald Endicott, and Louis “Buddy” Costin survived the attack and the compartment that they were in was intact. They lived off of C-rations near by, water from a operational water pump that was in the vicinity and any available batteries for a light source. The had a calendar that they used to keep themselves orientated to how many days had passed. They were recovered on Spring of 1942.

    Late spring 1942 found Navy salvage teams finally getting to work on the WV. An Inventive series of tremic cement patches were fitted to her port side, and enough water pumped out to partially float the once grand ship. BB48 was nudged across the Harbor into drydock and the grim task of finding bodies began. For Commander Paul Dice, compartment A-111 was expected to be like the rest: Put on gas masks, place some goo into a bodybag and let the Medical boys worry about identification. They had seen it all, but this compartment was different. Dice first noticed the interior was dry and flashlight batteries and empty ration cans littered the floor. A manhole cover to a fresh water supply was opened. Then he saw the calendar. It was 12″x14″ and marked with big red Xs that ended December 23. Hardened salvage workers wept uncontrollably as they realized the fate of these men. Word quickly spread among salvage crews: Three men had lived for 16 days to suffer the most agonizing deaths among the 2800 victims at Pearl Harbor.

    They oldest one was twenty one at the time of the attack. Perhaps I should have given advance warning that this story did not have a happy ending, but I think that it helps drive the point I am trying to make. Now lets go back to December 6th 1941 when the sailors were at the bar.

    We remember Veterans of the older generation in the contributions and deeds that they performed that allow us to enjoy the life that we live today. But I think that we often forget that they were young too at one point. That they would sometimes do the same crazy things that teens and twenty year olds are know to do. For example Frank Kosa, the Sailor in the middle seems to be enjoying his booze very much. How many times have we been offered a overpriced service by a attractive waitress. Go to a place like Hooters if you want to experience this first hand. I think Clifford Olds is giving a nice irritated look of why someone is interrupting a toast among friends. That they acted like “Boots”.

    But I wonder what were the biggest worries about December 7th 1941 were going to be on December 6th 1941? The dreading having to do PMCS. Wondering why I have CQ on the weekend again. Making sure the family gets to Church on time. The second question is does anyone remember these things after December 7th 1941? How much do these things amount to a hill of beans afterwards?

    To put this into perspective, does anyone remember what they were doing on 10th 2001 or what their biggest concern or worry was on that day?

    Which comes to my point of take advantage of today, do not let worries and concerns about tomorrow distract from taking for granted what each of us has today. Because we cannot know what tomorrow will bring.

    That is why I say to remember December 6th along with December 7th. It should not only be remembered for those who died, be remembered that they lived.

  • Purple Heart

    From Fox news come the story of an injured Army Ranger thought to be unconscious rendering a salute during his Purple Heart ceremony.

    “I cannot impart on you the level of emotion that poured through the intensive care unit that day,” the commander wrote to the Ranger’s wife. “Grown men began to weep, and we were speechless at a gesture that speaks volumes about Josh’s courage and character.”

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    WARNING: Make sure the office door is closed when reading this…..

    UPDATE: Full transcript of the letter Josh’s Commander sent to his wife is over at Guardians of Valor

  • Gold Star Mothers’ Day

    I’m not going to pretend that I’m an expert on the subject, so I defer to one of our resident Gold Star Mothers, Denise Williams of the Plainfield Patch;

    Since 1936, the last Sunday in September has been set aside as Gold Star Mother’s Day. This day is not like the normal, regular Mother’s Day. On that Mother’s Day in May we honor and celebrate moms, well, for being moms. This is part of Gold Star Mother’s Day as well, but the celebration is of a different tenor; the melody is somber with a minor harmony of grateful and respectful notes.

    Please go read the rest.