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June 19, 2008

Juneteenth.

RECOGNIZING THE HISTORICAL SIGNIFICANCE OF JUNETEENTH INDEPENDENCE DAY

WASHINGTON, D.C. - Congresswoman Nancy Boyda (Kansas Second District) announced passage in the United States House of Representatives of Congressional Resolution 1237, “Recognizing the Historical Significance of Juneteenth Independence Day.”

Boyda said “I was proud to support this resolution. It marks an important day in United States history – a day that set Americans on the course to equality.”

The Resolution signifies the 142nd anniversary of June 19th, 1865, when Major General Gordon Granger arrived in Galveston, Texas to announce and enforce the end of slavery.

While the Emancipation Proclamation went into effect two and a half years earlier, it was largely ignored in the states still loyal to the Confederacy. Thus, Juneteenth marks the day when liberty was truly extended to all.

The passing of the resolution indicates the importance of history, as both a tool to understand the past and effectively face the challenges of the future. Juneteenth is a celebration that observes the country’s oldest commemoration of the abolition of slavery. It is an important reminder of America’s most noble ideals – equality and freedom.

And we've reached the point politically where we had a serious female contender for the Presidential nomination of a major political party, and in fact, have a black man as the Presidential nominee of a major political party.

That's all good. Took a while longer than it should have, certainly.

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by John on Jun 19, 2008 | TrackBack (0)

June 18, 2008

Madmen at the Helm

[Kat]

I'm surprised we haven't linked this before, but I am finding the back and forth over Buchanan's book extremely interesting. It starts with a predictable book by Buchanan:

Churchill, Hitler and "The Unnecessary War’: How Britain Lost Its Empire and the West Lost the World

I haven't read the book, but I understand the premise is what is in the title. Pretty much, Buchanan insisting that decades of bad decision making by western nations, wars of aggression (by the west!), ending with a very tough Treaty of Versailles in 1918 is what leads to the rise of Hitler and World War II.

Which, if you insisted on viewing WWII as the culmination of totally rational, if occasionally, misguided or illogical, decisions of state, could be a simple and acceptable view of the war. Accept, of course, that throughout the periods that Buchanan samples, Germany is hardly an innocent player or simple victim of other imperial bullies. And, Hitler's Nazism wasn't exactly a flash of anti-semitic militarism straight out of the blue German skies without relationship to any other history.

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by Kat on Jun 18, 2008 | TrackBack (0)

June 15, 2008

Old guns, new guns. A little gunner zen.

First up, something new... just because I like the pic.

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U.S. Marine 1st Lt. Kathryne B. Schilling coaches a woman as she prepares to shoot a pistol during her training to become a Sister of Ferris, June 4, 2008, Ferris, Iraq. The Sisters of Ferris will inspect women for weapons, suicide vests, large amounts of cash and contraband at entry control points. Schilling is assigned to Combat Logistics Battalion 1, 1st Marine Logistics Group. U.S. Marine Corps photo by Lance Cpl. Cindy G. Alejandrez

Next, something old. John S. an enabler who feeds my habit gun dealer sent me a link to some fascinating pictures taken at Fort Brown, Texas, during the Punitive Expedition/WWI era.

Long time readers of this space will know that the Donovan family isn't very adventurous. I'm a third generation Gunner. Over those three generations, Donovan Redlegs have served, or been involved in the development of, an amazing transformation of the art. My grandfather was there as we were first mastering the art of indirect fire, doing all the basic math as needed for trajectory calculation, etc, where you might spend a day or more doing all the needed math to mass the fires of massed guns on multiple targets. My father bridged the era from the ultimate refinement of manual data computation through to the birth of artillery digital computers. And I span from the end of manual data through the era of the guns as roving independents, capable of massing fires on multiple targets without being massed themselves, and done on the fly.

My grandfather served on guns like these 4.7 inch guns at Fort Brown, Brownsville Texas, in 1916. Where the object of artillery was to get as many guns shooting simultaneously at a target as you could.

4.7 gun being fired in training at Fort Brown, Texas, in 1916.  Photo courtesy the Robert Runyon Photograph Collection, image #486, courtesy of The Center for American History, The University of Texas at Austin

A slightly larger version can be had by clicking here. Or get the full size version here.

The Robert Runyon Photograph Collection, image #486, courtesy of The Center for American History, The University of Texas at Austin.

My Dad, served guns like this M109 howitzer - brand new when he was commanding a battalion of them in Germany in 1969 (this particular gun is Israeli)... Still trying to mass as many guns as you could, while building them to keep up with the tanks and mechanized infantry, and able to survive on a very lethal battlefield. This is the era I started in.

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HIMARS

Heck, we've put the firepower of a battalion of cannon on the back of a single truck.

NLOS-C at the Capitol Mall, trying to sell itself.

Now, at the twilight of my time doing things militant, I've been involved in the development of the tactics and doctrine for guns like the NLOS-C, in an era where we're reducing the number of guns, making them capable of being virtual snipers (even the rockets are point weapons now - and shooting artillery at "point targets" was a way to get your knuckles wrapped when I was a Lieutenant), and the guns rove around independently, and are capable of massing fires on their own - in that they can shoot multiple rounds in succession, all timed to arrive at the same time on the target - and be moving before those rounds hit. That's some serious change in less than 100 years, and the lives of three soldiers.

The NLOS-C is *still* a spugly gun.

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by John on Jun 15, 2008 | TrackBack (0)

June 13, 2008

Take My Husband, Please! Draft Evaders of Missouri

[Kat]

While researching Paul Benson's story, I came across some interesting history. It seems that not everybody was willing or desirous of doing their duty during the "Good War" or World War II. Some young men, whose parents owned and operated a farm, were given "farm deferments". Ostensibly to stay home and help with the farm. Everyone was being urged to produce more for the war effort. Others received deferments to work in the "war" related industries manufacturing things like ammunition, planes, tanks and many other things.

Well, some folks thought that it was unfair since not everyone asked for or received such deferments. Others took it upon themselves to report men that they thought were "slackers".

For instance, this letter from a wife who asked the draft board to take her husband, please [spelling as is]:

1772 Mississippi ave.
St. Louis Mo.,
6/7/43

Dear Sir:

This is to notifiy the draft board that I still want my husband inducted in the army.

we have been seperated since some time in Jan 43. and he isn't doing much to help support our two children.

I work at the U.S. Cartridge plant and make $32.24 per week: he works at the same plant and makes $40.00 per week, and is supposed to give me $10.00 per week but only gives me about 20.00 per month.

He is Ralph Edward McGuire

Respectfully Yours
Lucy McGuire

These folks complained, "He wrecked my car, please take him to the army."

He's honory[sic], runs around on his wife, doesn't keep a job and doesn't take care of his kids. Please take him to the army.

Or this one that complained that "we will never win a war like this."

Sullivan mo april. 17 1943

Local Board.

I am a close nabor of the Griffith Family and I no that them quins (this word is probably supposed to be twins) boys is not doing a thing but loafing around and lets their Dad do the plowing and their is One of the Caldwellls boy to that ant at work I think if the other young men had to go these boys ought to to for it is not more then right for it is a war that have got to be wone and I think if they ant doing any thing they ought to go even if they are quins (again probably twins) and they have got a married boy with one child and he is like the others wont work if they stay out of the army I think you ought to see that they go to work Their names is Willard, and Hillard and Ames Griffith. I see that the others boys around here is at work except the Griffith & Marvin Caldwell, Why they keep then out it is not because they needed them it is because they hated to seen them go. I no a man around here needs his boys to work but they had to go so I dont think that These boy ought to stay out just because their family narsses them I am just a rell Amercian and think you are to so why not make every body do their part we will never win the war like this.

Just Another American

Huh. The one thing that I'm reminded of is the constant little digs by folks like J.F. Kerry about only stupid people end up in Iraq. Any idea how many young men with little education ended up fighting in World War II? Or, how many people with little education did the work on farms and in factories that helped win the war? I'm reminded of the famous phrase from Forest Gump: stupid is as stupid does.

Mr. Kerry was just plain stupid. I would guess that he would have some admiration for some of the young men who were "smart" enough to dodge the draft in World War II.

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by Kat on Jun 13, 2008

June 12, 2008

in A Common Grave, A Common Virtue: Pvt Paul Benson USMC (III)

[Kat]

Pvt Benson was just 18 years old when he died on Iwo Jima, D-Day+7, February 26, 1945. He rests here in Kansas City, Kansas, in a plain grave with a simple marker, below an ever waiving flag of the United States. In the scheme of things, that may best represent Adm Nimitz's words, "Uncommon valor, a common virtue."

I decided that it would be a good opportunity to piece together Pvt Benson's story, the story of Kansas City at war and tell a little bit about the 26th Marines, 5th Division, Iwo Jima.

Part I: Paul Benson in Kansas City on the Eve of War

Part II: Paul Benson Grows Up in War Time Kansas City


Paul Benson Gets Inducted

When Paul was in school at Argentine High, there were no set years until graduation. Each student was promoted a grade or "level" based on their work. Like Paul's female counterpart, Paul probably completed all of his levels and graduated at the age of 17 in 1943. Like many young men his age, Paul was probably anxious to get into the war. He didn't want to be part of the war effort at home in a defense related industry. He might have seen that as doing less than he could since many of the workers were older men or 4F (unfit for military duty) while others were defense essential. Paul's mom might have even worked at a defense related job; one of the many women who helped keep the production lines rolling.

Paul was probably adventurous, too. He probably begged his mom to sign a waiver so he could join earlier. She would have been torn between keeping her boy home one more year, hoping the war would soon be over, and doing what many mother's had done: waiving her boy off at the train station and trying to keep her fears to herself.

Paul was inducted into the USMC, April 5, 1944 in Wichita, KS, Sedgewick Co. just two months and 22 days shy of his eighteenth birthday.

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by Kat on Jun 12, 2008

June 9, 2008

The Internet Ate My Pvt Benson Essay

[Kat]

Well, three hours into research and posting, never learning my lesson about saving my work as I go along, I tried to open a web page on the Colt 1911 use in the Marines. The computer froze. Down went my essay and all the research that I now have to recreate about marine boot camp in WWII, leave, weapons, etc, etc, etc.

My apologies for all those waiting to learn how Paul got to Iwo Jima. Stand by for Tuesday.

For those with continuing interest of the history of Kansas City during World War II, check out the nose art of the Kansas City Kitty .

Other renderings can be found here.

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by Kat on Jun 09, 2008

June 7, 2008

Midway, 66 years on.

080606-N-1635S-001 PACIFIC OCEAN (June 6, 2008) The Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyer USS Gridley (DDG 101) passes between the shoreline of the Midway atoll and the Nimitz-class aircraft carrier USS Ronald Reagan (CVN 76) commemorating the 66th anniversary of the battle of Midway. The Ronald Reagan Carrier Strike Group is on a routine deployment in the U.S. 7th Fleet area of responsibility operating in the western Pacific and Indian oceans. U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Joshua Scott (Released)

080606-N-1635S-001 PACIFIC OCEAN (June 6, 2008) The Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyer USS Gridley (DDG 101) passes between the shoreline of the Midway atoll and the Nimitz-class aircraft carrier USS Ronald Reagan (CVN 76) commemorating the 66th anniversary of the battle of Midway. The Ronald Reagan Carrier Strike Group is on a routine deployment in the U.S. 7th Fleet area of responsibility operating in the western Pacific and Indian oceans. U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 3rd Class Joshua Scott (Released)


The Navy has a nice website on the subject of Midway - click here.

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by John on Jun 07, 2008

June 6, 2008

D-Day + 23,376

[Kat]

Today is the 64th anniversary of D-Day when Allied Forces landed on Normandy Beach. Ace of Spades remembers and reminds us what could have been with the unread message of failure that Eisenhower had prepared prior to the invasion. Unlike many generals I could name today, Eisenhower was fully prepared to take responsibility for any plan he had enacted and its outcome. He had predicted at the outset that the Allied Forces might suffer up to 70% casualties. He briefed that reality to the leaders of the free world in an honest assessment of the probabilities of success.

Even though each of those leaders gave their consent, recognizing the desparation of the situation and the need to get back on the continent in force to defeat the Nazis, he believed that the weight of any failure would land squarely at his feet. But, beyond that, being the man who was about to order many other men, young and not so young, to their possible and probable deaths, he felt that weight more acutely than any other.

I always believed, more than just a morale booster, the reason that Eisenhower walked among the troops before the invasion, asking their names and where they were from, was so that he could remember. Remember them, remember the cost of war, "lest we grow to fond of it" and be reminded that, whatever the cause, whatever the purpose, they were not numbers, but men with names and faces.

Allied forces suffered nearly 25% casualties, KIA and WIA, not nearly as many as predicted, but enough out of a 160k strong force to make you realize that was no insignificant number. We should realize as well, within a week of that invasion, thousands of families received little yellow telegrams informing them that their son had been wounded or killed.

Thousands. For one day. And every day after as the Allies pushed into France and Germany.

Today, over 1500 American veterans of WWII die every day. Take a walk in the garden of stone and you will see the white marble rows growing with their names.

Like Eisenhower, when we see these men, we should ask them their names and their stories so that we, too, can remember.

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by Kat on Jun 06, 2008

Someone you should know...

This Wednesday he came to Rotary, moving slowly with his cane, moving through the line to get his badge, buy a pot-drawing ticket, get lunch.

One small step after another, he made his way to his table. Just another old man in his 80's who has been a pillar of his community these many decades.

65 years ago, however, he was a volunteer. He was a Jedburgh, though he didn't know it at the time.

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64 years ago, he boarded an airplane and flew to France - like a lot of other hardy young men. But instead of jumping into Normandy to help isolate the invasion beaches, he and two others jumped into occupied France, in order to tie down significant German forces so that they never *got* to the beach, and in many cases, never got into the fight in the Cotentin at all.

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From the book Operation Jedburgh by Colin Beavan -

“Any questions?” Mockler-Ferryman asked.

“Yes, sir,” one of the Jeds piped up. “How many Germans are there in France?”

“Not many over half a million,” came the weary answer.

A tense silence followed. “Oh, that’s all?” shouted one of the brash Americans at the back, and all of the Jeds, even the most austere of the French, laughed hilariously.

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I won't tell you that Bill Thompson was that American - but I'm going to ask him next Wednesday, while he's still around to ask.

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by John on Jun 06, 2008

June 5, 2008

In A Common Grave, A Common Virtue: Pvt Paul Benson, USMC (II)

[Kat]

Pvt Benson was just 18 years old when he died on Iwo Jima, D-Day+7, February 26, 1945. He rests here in Kansas City, Kansas, in a plain grave with a simple marker, below an ever waiving flag of the United States. In the scheme of things, that may best represent Adm Nimitz's words, "Uncommon valor, a common virtue."

I decided that it would be a good opportunity to piece together Pvt Benson's story, the story of Kansas City at war and tell a little bit about the 26th Marines, 5th Division, Iwo Jima.

Part I: Paul Benson in Kansas City on the Eve of War

Part II: Paul Benson Grows Up in War Time Kansas City

Paul, like many young men his age, would have been hard pressed not to be affected by the war efforts. Everywhere he looked, everyone he knew, everything he did related to war. Where Paul lived, [triangle] he would have been able to see many of the war time activities going on all around him [star].

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by Kat on Jun 05, 2008

June 4, 2008

In A Common Grave, A Common Virtue: Pvt Paul Benson, USMC

[Kat -several part series]

"Among the men who fought on Iwo Jima, uncommon valor was a common virtue." - Fleet Admiral Chester W. Nimitz, USN, 16 March 1945

On Memorial Day I waited for my mom to straighten flowers on my cousin's grave in a civilian cemetery in Kansas City, Kansas. Four generations of our family are buried there along with other family and friends from our extended relations. I walked around the small circle of headstones that surrounded a flag pole. Large elm trees guarded the perimeter of this small circle of land. Two main roads in the cemetery intersected near the circle with another semi-circular road passing the rear boundaries creating a circular spit of land. The largest trees stood near each of the intersecting roads; a good way to keep cars from accidentally driving over the graves.

As I passed each headstone and read their story, I noted that most of them were either men who served in the military or family members of the same. One headstone, slightly blackened with age, caught my attention. Someone had recently placed a flag and a small sprig of flowers by the grave. It read, Pvt Paul Benson, 26th Rgt, 5 Div, July 22, 1927 - February 26, 1945.

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His date of death was before the war ended and his regiment, 26th Marines, 5 Division, seemed familiar. I downloaded the picture late in the week and decided to do a search to see if I could find Pvt Paul Benson's story. I could only find one link to Pvt Benson: a list of the names of those who died on Iwo Jima.

I knew there had to be more to Pvt Paul Benson's story than a plain headstone and someone obviously cared enough to put flowers on his grave. Pvt Benson was just 18 years old when he died on Iwo Jima, D-Day+7, five months shy of his 19th birthday. He wasn't married. He had no children, but he had lived more than many men in that short time. And, he had served his country in a battle that helped end the most horrific war in the short history of his nation and, possibly, in the history of man kind.

He rests here in Kansas City, Kansas, in a plain grave with a simple marker, below an ever waiving flag of the United States. In the scheme of things, that may best represent Adm Nimitz's words, "Uncommon valor, a common virtue."

I decided that it would be a good opportunity to piece together Pvt Benson's story, the story of Kansas City at war and tell a little bit about the 26th Marines, 5th Division, Iwo Jima.

Paul Benson in Kansas City on the Eve of War

Paul Benson would have been 14 when the news came that the Japanese had bombed Pearl Harbor. He lived at 22 S. 22nd St, Kansas City, Kansas with his mother Mrs. Florence Placke. His family probably heard it on the radio like many people of that era. Like September 11, though there were many eyewitnesses and live reports, the details were sketchy and sometimes completely wrong as news broadcasters posted bulletins about other attacks. People would have gone on about the day though many would slowly gather and stay near the radio later in the evening, waiting anxiously to know what the President was going to do as the magnitude of the attacks began to sink in.

Paul would have been at school the next at Argentine Middle-High School on 22nd and Ruby, Kansas City, KS [pic (c) 1950] day when President Roosevelt gives his "Day of Infamy" speech at 12:15 pm EST and congress declares war. While the school probably did not turn on the radio for the students, teachers and administrators would have listened intently while the students continued to study. School might have been called early as the announcement sunk in.

While the teachers were solemn, the students might have just been happy to leave early. Then again, the attitude of the teachers and others might have been reflected by the students. Older students about to graduate might have talked excitedly about going down to the recruiting station and enlisting as soon as possible. The younger students Paul's age might have talked among themselves, wondering what it means and prating young men's bravado about seeking revenge for the attacks.

Later in the day after doing a few chores and hanging out with his friends, he might have been sitting at the table eating dinner with the family, listening to the radio give updated reports on numbers of casualties and parts of the President's speech. His Step-father or mom may have poured over the newspapers with accounts of the attack. There's little doubt that the lives of many were about to change.

As the war preparations sped up, Paul and his friends probably played "war" in their back yards and fought over who would be the "dirty Japs" and "Nazis". He might have played baseball at Clifton Park or City Park nearby.

Everywhere he would have seen and heard the cry: "Remember Pearl Harbor".

[Part II: Paul Benson Grows Up in War Time Kansas City]

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by Kat on Jun 04, 2008

June 2, 2008

Who Said That?

[Kat]

Apropos of nothing and everything all at once, a little Monday Morning Trivia to get your brains moving while I work up a little local military history.

Who said:

Weakness cannot cooperate with anything. Only strength can cooperate.

Answer below the fold.

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by Kat on Jun 02, 2008

May 23, 2008

Brig Gen Jimmy Stewart

[Kat]

Jimmy Stewart, yes, that Jimmy Stewart, would have been 100 yrs old on May 14. Libertas of Liberty Film Festivals has several links with some facts about Stewart's military career.

Such as, he was the first Hollywood star to sign up for the military in 1940. He retired from the Air Force Reserves as a Brigadier General. Or, as Libertas highlights for us:

He eventually became a Colonel, and earned the Air Medal, the Distinguished Flying Cross, the Croix de Guerre and 7 battle stars. In 1959, he served in the Air Force Reserve, before retiring as a brigadier general.

Medals awarded: Distinguished Service Medal, Distinguished Flying Cross with Oak Leaf Cluster, Air Medal with 3 Oak Leaf Clusters, Army Commendation Medal, American Defense Service Medal, European African Middle Eastern Campaign Medal with 3 Service Stars, World War II Victory Medal, Armed Forces Reserve Medal, French Croix de Guerre with Palm, Presidential Medal of Freedom.

Yeah, Jimmy Stewart actually flew into battle. Several times.

Check out Libertas for more info.


Jimmy Stewart Quotes:

“I hate them! I absolutely hate them! Whether right or wrong, their country was at war and their country asked them to serve, and they refused and ran away. Cowards, that’s what they were.” - On teenagers who dodged the draft during the Vietnam War

“I suppose people can relate to being me, while they dream about being John Wayne.”


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by Kat on May 23, 2008

May 6, 2008

The ANZUS Corridor at the Pentagon.

ANZAC flags flying at the Castle. Australian Red Ensign on the left, New Zealand Blue Ensign on the right.

ANZUS Corridor Dedication Ceremony

Deputy Secretary of Defense Gordon England will host the ambassadors of Australia and New Zealand at a ceremony dedicating the new Pentagon corridor themed to honor the security treaty among Australia, New Zealand and the United States known as ANZUS, Tuesday, May 6 at 11 a.m. EDT, on the second floor of A-ring, between corridors eight and nine.

The new ANZUS Corridor also honors the 100-year history among Australia, New Zealand and the United States. The corridor exhibits several hundred artifacts that commemorate significant historical events beginning with the ANZUS Treaty to the Global War on Terrorism.

The ANZUS alliance has existed since 1951. It was originally sought by Australia and New Zealand to prevent a repetition of the circumstances that led to World War II. The alliance has evolved subsequently into a component part of the interlocking system of alliances linking the Western states. Collectively, these alliances deter aggression and prevent an outbreak of global conflict by creating mutually reinforcing links between the respective national interests and security capabilities of the Western states.

Today, the Red Ensign of Australia and the Blue Ensign of New Zealand (because if I flew the Kiwi Red Ensign, Murray would build a trebuchet with enough reach to arc Up Here from Down There and smash the flagpole.) will ripple from the Castle staffs.

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by John on May 06, 2008

May 5, 2008

That’s the funny thing—I can’t understand it. They were fighting fools."

Battery Way, Corregidor - via http://corregidor.org/


Today was Cinco de Mayo - an observance mostly observed in the US, and not in Mexico. It also marks the day that Battery Way, the 4 12-inch M1890 Seacoast Mortars on Corregidor, started their longest, greatest day.

Their baptism of fire came on 29 April, 1942, when the guns, up until recently deactivated but now hurriedly reactivated on the initiative of Coast Artilleyman Major "Wild Bill" Massello, were brought into action being fired in anger for the first time.

As the Japanese had celebrated Emperor Hirohito's birthday by treating the defenders of Corregidor to a artillery barrage of circa 10,000 rounds, they found themselves stunned when Battery Way opened up and fired a total of 80 rounds against Japanese forces concentrated near Cabacen.

It's a great story - and rather than essentially rewriting (and pretty much thereby plagiarizing) the webarticle of Eric Sprengle, who did all the research - I'll leave you with this tidbit to make clicking the link worth your while...

Battery Way received word of the concentration of Japanese boats and landing barges, and the gunners ran to man the mortars. Massello broke out the antipersonnel shells. They were thin-walled shells weighing 670 pounds, practically all TNT. They had a fuse 6 inches long, a complicated affair that unwound a tape as it went. The slightest little touch could set these monsters off, but their blast had a lethal radius of 500 yards. Massello had been saving them for just this occasion. Rubble was swept from the tracks leading to the last two mortars, shell and powder bags rammed home, and the guns fired on the coordinates. At the same time the big guns on Fort Drum opened fire and at a range of 20,000 yards poured shell after shell on the water craft of the Japanese second wave with deadly effect. On Fort Hughes, the mortars manned by the men of the USS Mindanao joined in, and the Japanese were caught flat footed and exposed.

At about 3:00A.M, on orders from Lieutenant Colonel Norman Simmonds, the fire commander, Battery Way shifted its fire directly onto the Japanese beachhead at North Point. However, some of the 670-pound projectiles, fell very close to the marines and soldiers containing the Japanese at Water Tank Hill. Reluctantly, Colonel Bunker had to order Simmonds to cease fire.

After this, for the remainder of the morning of 6 May, Way fired almost continuously at Bataan and on the landing barges, getting away a round approximately every five minutes. The Japanese replied with counter battery fire which Massello described at "terrific," causing steadily mounting casualties among the gunners. Yet as soon as one crew was knocked out by a direct hit in the pit, another crew would dash from the safety of the bombproof magazine to take its place. Corporal William A. Graham’s gunners fired for an hour before Japanese salvo wounded four of his men and put a piece of shrapnel through his lung. Graham said, "Well, boys, that’s my ticket but you guys keep on firing." He died shortly after. The next crew immediately took over. One the noncoms, Sergeant Walter A. Kulinski recalls with wonderment the bravery of the men. "I have never in my life seen men like that crew … they were wounded, but they wanted to fire those guns." One man continued servicing the piece although his stomach had been torn open. "You couldn’t keep them down. That’s the funny thing—I can’t understand it. They were fighting fools."


Honor Major Massello and his Redlegs of "Erie" Battery, 60th Coast Artillery, who manned the mortars of Battery Way, by reading their little-known story. It's a story of courage, innovation, and adaptation, characteristic of American soldiers with their backs to the wall.

To read that story, which is hosted at the website Corregidor.org: click here to read Major William "Wild Bill" Massello" by Eric Sprengle. H/t, JTG

I'm setting this post to publish at 23:30, 5 May. It just seems... apt.

For an taste of what Colonel Massello thought about things later in life - check out this interview.

On 6 May, 2002, 60 years after the battle, a memorial was dedicated at Battery Way to Colonel Massello.

If you'd like a better version of the pic that opens this post: Click here.

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by John on May 05, 2008

May 2, 2008

Heh.

"The obvious models for intervention were Hungary in 1956 and Czechoslovakia in 1968. The Soviet General Staff planned the Afghanistan invasion based on these models. However, there was a significant difference that the Soviet planners missed. Afghanistan was embroiled in a civil war and a coup de main would only gain control of the central government, not the countryside. Although participating military units were briefed at the last minute, the soviet Christmas Eve invasion of 1979 was masterfully planned and well-executed. The Soviets seized the government, killed the president and put their own man in his place. According to some Russian sources, they planned to stabilize the situation, strengthen the army and withdraw the majority of Soviet forces within three years..."

"...Invasion and overthrow of the government proved much easier than fighting the hundreds of ubiquitous guerrilla groups. The Soviet Army was trained for large-scale, rapid-tempo operations. They were not trained for the platoon leader's war of finding and closing with small, indigenous forces which would only stand and fight when the terrain and circumstances were to their advantage."

So, doesn't that sound eerily familiar?

Wanna guess the source?

It's from The Other Side of the Mountain: Mujahideen Tactics in the Soviet-Afghan War. Written by former Afghan Army Colonel Ali Ahmad Jalali, and Lester Grau, an analyst at the US Army Foreign Military Studies Office at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas. Published by the USMC Studies and Analysis Division, USMC Combat Development Command.

In 1995.

It's what I'm currently reading.

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by John on May 02, 2008

April 25, 2008

ANZAC Day

Australian Troops land at Gallipoili - reproduced courtesy of the Australian War Memorial, Canberra.


Today is ANZAC Day, the Australia-New Zealand equivalent to Memorial Day.

Today, the Australian and New Zealand flags will fly above the Castle.

New Zealand Website on ANZAC Day.

The Australian Equivalent.

ANZAC (Australia New Zealand Army Corps) Day commemorates the opening of the Gallipoli Campaign with the landings in Suvla Bay. Gallipoli was the brainchild of Winston Churchill. It was an attempt to force the Dardanelles and reach the Black Sea, freeing up the Russian Black Sea Fleet and opening up new routes of supply and a new thrust at the Austrians and Germans via the Balkans. Churchill really had the hots for the idea that Italy and the Balkans represented the "soft underbelly" of Europe. He was to be all for going in that way during WWII, as well. Sometimes, one wonders if Winnie (the "former Naval Person") understood the terms "mountainous terrain" and "cross-compartmented" as used by military guys looking at the dirt they have to fight over. Ah, he must have had some idea - having fought in Africa at Omdurman and in the trenches during WWI.

The use of ANZAC troops at Gallipoli, along with the treatment and use of Commonwealth troops in France, marked the high tide of Britain's command and control of Commonwealth Forces. The propensity of British Generals to use non-UK troops for the really bloody work, while at the same time treating them as second-class citizens, caused the command relationships to be much different in WWII. Especially since, pound for pound, the Commonwealth soldiers were in main, better quality troops than those from the UK (exceptions on both sides abounding, of course). Like it or no, the colonials were, if nothing else, generally healthier than their UK counterparts.

Regardless, all the soldier's quality was oft-times squandered by execrable generalship.

In case there is any doubt how Australians felt about it, this picture is of the Sydney Memorial.

For the Turks? This was a moment of great pride for them, marking as it did the end of a long slide to obscurity and mediocrity, and cemented Ataturk's reforms and the establishment of a secular state - and gave the Army the imprimatur of the guardian of the state's secular nature - though that hasn't always gone well... and there are signs it isn't going well now.

The Arsenal at Argghhh! has several items with an ANZAC connection. Our WWI-era Vickers machine gun is an ex-Turkish gun - and by the serial number is *not* one of the ones provided to Turkey in 1940 (to keep them neutral) but is in all probability a captured gun, reworked (the Turks were always tinkering with their weapons, trying to stretch their service life) to the later standard.

Hi-res, click here, here, here, and here.

Second, we have a M1893 Turkish Mauser, which is quite possibly (by age and ship date to Turkey) but unverifiably a Gallipoli veteran. This rifle sports a undoubted Gallipolii veteran: a Sanderson-made M1907 bayonet, captured by the Turks and reworked to fit the Mauser. We also have a 2nd Military District bayonet (Australian) that has been through the same treatment. However, since invading at Gallipoli was a Brit idea, it's the Brit bayonet that hangs on the Turk rifle and gets its picture up to give proper credit where it is due.

Hi-res, click here.

Over the Top at Gallipoli - courtest the Australian War Memorial, Canberra.


Last, but not least, are the dog-tags. Body recovery being tough in the conditions under which the campaign at Gallipoli was fought, when Aussie troops went 'over the top' many would leave a bayonet or stick stuck in the sandbags or walls of the trench, with their dog-tags hanging from 'em. If, after the battle, they were still there...

For the Commonwealth soldier, the equivalent of Taps is the Last Post.

Accordingly, now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we dance: In Memoriam of the fallen of the Australia New Zealand Army Corps. And their bretheren who have fallen before and since, oft-times alongside we Yanks. (Insert snarky comment regarding timeliness from Murray)

And if anyone surfing in from Turkey or elsewhere knows where I can get a legal version of the music the Turkish Army uses as an equivalent to Last Post and Taps, I'll add it, as well. Here at Argghhh! we generally blame the leaders, not the fodder, and so have no problem honoring the dead of both sides of most fights.

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by John on Apr 25, 2008

April 23, 2008

Fox Connor's Rules of War for a Democracy.

The relatively unknown Major General Fox Connor was a mentor to both General's Eisenhower and Marshall, and was highly thought of by General of the Armies "Blackjack" Pershing.

One of his enduring legacies (and one enshrined in the Powell Doctrine) was his three principles of war for a democracy:

· Never fight unless you have to;
· Never fight alone;
· And never fight for long.

This topic was the subject of a lecture that Secretary of Defense Robert Gates delivered at the United States Military Academy, West Point, NY, on Monday, 21 April. In this lecture, he discussed the current fights in Iraq and Afghanistan using those principle as the lens of his discussion.

He does not offer answers, as much as he offers insight, and he says to the audience of cadets and faculty:

In discussing Fox Conner's three axioms, I've raised questions and provided few, if any, answers, and that's the point. It is important that you think about all this, not just at the Academy but throughout your military careers, and come to your own conclusions.

Emphasis mine.

In addition to that discussion, he had another one - one relevant to some of the goings on of late in the officer corps and without. Active duty officers and retired, like me.

He discusses the importance of candor - but an enlightened candor, cognizant of the position in society and government occupied by the leaders of those who bear arms for the Nation:

Marshall has been recognized as a textbook model for the way military officers should handle disagreements with superiors and in particular with the civilians vested with control of the armed forces under our Constitution. So your duties as an officer are:

· To provide blunt and candid advice always;
· To keep disagreements private;
· And to implement faithfully decisions that go against you.
As with Fox Conner's lessons of war, these principles are a solid starting point for dealing with issues of candor, dissent and duty. But like Conner's axioms, applying these principles to the situations military leaders face today and in the future is a good deal more complicated.

And here is the Secretary of Defense, telling his most junior leaders to stand their ground when it's important:


Here at West Point, as at every university and company in America, there's a focus on teamwork, consensus-building and collaboration. Yet make no mistake, the time will come when you must stand alone in making a difficult, unpopular decision, or when you must challenge the opinion of superiors or tell them that you can't get the job done with the time and the resources available – a difficult charge in an organization built on a “can-do” ethos; or a time when you will know that what superiors are telling the press or the Congress or the American people is inaccurate. There will be moments when your entire career is at risk. What will you do? What will you do?

These are difficult questions that you should be thinking about, both here at West Point and over the course of your career. There are no easy answers.

But if you follow the dictates of your conscience and the courage of your convictions while being respectfully candid with your superiors while encouraging candor in others, you will be in good stead for the challenges you will face as officers and leaders in the years ahead.

Defend your integrity as you would your life. If you do this, I am confident when you face these tough dilemmas, you will, in fact, know the right thing to do.

Heh. It's easy to say, hard to do. I have an early OER in my file that reflects the price you can pay for standing your ground on an issue of integrity.

He closes with some important reminders for everybody - things we can forget in the heat of the moment. And imposes rules that the serving leader must abide by, even if politicians can ignore them at whim:

The Congress is a co-equal branch of government that under the Constitution raises armies and provides for navies. While you read about the intense debate over Iraq, you need to know that members of both parties now serving in Congress have long been strong supporters of the Department of Defense and of our men and women in uniform. As officers, you will have a responsibility to communicate to those below you that the American military must be nonpolitical and recognize the obligation we owe the Congress to be honest and true in our reporting to them, especially when it involves admitting mistakes or problems.

The same is true with the press, in my view, an important guarantor of our freedom. When the press identifies a problem in the military, our response should be to find out if the allegations are true – and if so, say so and then act to remedy the problem, as at Walter Reed; if untrue, then be able to document that fact. The press is not the enemy, and to treat it as such is self-defeating.

As the Founding Fathers wisely understood, the Congress and a free press, as with a nonpolitical military, assure a free country – a point underscored by a French observer writing about George Washington in 1782. He wrote, “This is the seventh year he has commanded the army and that he has obeyed the Congress. More need not be said.”

The entire text of his remarks are in the Flash Traffic/Extended Entry. I commend them to you in their entirety. The thoughts and examples that link the excerpts are every bit as useful as the excerpts - and let's be honest - the excerpts reflect my predjudices and views, you should process his remarks through your own filters.

The more I know about Secretary Gates, the more I feel he was *exactly* what the Services needed after Secretary Rumsfeld's tenure. Thus far, by my lights, he is one of the better Secretarys to occupy the position.

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by John on Apr 23, 2008

April 19, 2008

April 19 - Oklahoma City Bombing

[Kat]

I didn't realize it was here already. Today is the anniversary of the bombing of the federal building in Oklahoma City. My Pet Jawa has more.

by Kat on Apr 19, 2008

April 19 - Patriots Day

[Kat]

Jules Crittenden - Least Known American Holiday

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by Kat on Apr 19, 2008

April 7, 2008

An American Journey

"There are only two important things in life: the people who you love and who love you, and your country."

Take a close look at that group of pictures above. They're all of the same person.

He grew up in an abusive household, one in which his drunk of a father shot his mother after they had divorced when he was eight... and before they remarried when he was ten. As an adult, he was a baseball player--Rookie of the Year, World Series MVP, a member of the great New York Yankees post-WWII teams. He's famous today for broadcasting baseball games on CBS and San Diego Padres radio. In fact, he's in the broadcasters' wing of the Baseball Hall of Fame. And...

He's a highly-decorated dive-bomber and fighter pilot, veteran of WWII and Korea. A Marine Corps colonel.

But according to his colleagues and friends, you wouldn't know any of that from entering his home. They report it contains no displays of baseball awards or artifacts from his famous teammates, no medals or "I love me" wall as some veterans have, no pictures or plaques from his ongoing broadcasting days. When he is spoken of by those who know him, instead of talking about his achievements, they use the word "gentleman" a lot. "Not a nicer guy around," is often heard, too--both from colleagues and fans. And in his life of 32 years as a San Diego celebrity, the worst thing anyone has ever said about him is that he has a habit of being married to younger women. But hey, when you're 83 years old, most of the women out there are younger!

Getting him to talk about himself is a challenge to those who have interviewed him. He jokes about being a terrible baseball player, and prefers instead to talk about how lucky he was to know the other people on his team. He doesn't talk about being a Marine, and he acts as if he's amazed to find himself in the Baseball Hall of Fame. But after years of "nagging" from his wife, he has finally put it all on paper for the rest of us.

Meet Jerry Coleman, beloved broadcaster of the San Diego Padres (from listening to him call games for 20 years, I assure you that interview is vintage Jerry--in his humility, gentlemanly behavior, and humor). His long-time broadcast partner Ted Leitner gets away with calling him "Colonel," but I suspect Ted has a special dispensation. To the rest of us he's just our favorite Padres broadcaster, our guide to the game, Mr. Malapropism, and another amazing example of that "Greatest Generation."

A tough childhood amid the Great Depression, baseball in the heyday of Maris and Mantle, service in WWII and Korea, and life in the paradise of Southern California... enough for at least three quintessentially American lives... and still going strong. As soon as I can scrape together the shekels, I'm buying this.

[Update: cross-posted at Fuzzilicious Thinking]

by FbL on Apr 07, 2008

March 26, 2008

Gollum Watches TV. It’s PBS so it’s OK. (Review of the ‘Bush’s War’ documentary from Frontline.)

The last two nights PBS has been showing a documentary called ‘Bush’s War’on Frontline. It was a two part doc run over two nights, with the first night covering the run up and the second night covering the aftermath. I know what many people are going to say, ‘It’s PBS ergo it is liberal minded, BDS trash.’ Not quite, and, honestly, not really.

On the whole, no, I didn’t like this. I found this to be rather contrived and predictable in its treatment. I’d call it journalism but not real documentary making, and I’d definitely never call this a good historical chronicle of events. Liberals will watch this and feel justified in their daily five minute hates. Conservatives will watch and be even more convinced that PBS is nothing but a liberal mouth piece. People who didn’t pay the greatest of attention will be left with a flawed and incomplete view of what happened and why, though better than what they had on their own dime. I may not have liked it, and sorry for being all Terry Teachout here, that doesn’t mean it isn’t worth watching. It is worth watching. It is detestable at points, and maybe misleading at some others by my estimation, but it is worth watching for the many things it does do well (even if I don’t include them in my highlights). It does present some arguments that some of us on the rightish side of the aisle might not be able to easily answer, disprove, or set aside. For that it is worth watching.

There is a lot worth sitting thru the 3+ hours of this documentary to see. I cannot go into all the things I liked or disliked here (John’d kill me if I wrote a 10 pager (‘My bandwidth, my beautiful bandwidth!’), plus I simply don’t want to write that much about it.). Highlights include things like why Cheney may have had reason to distrust CIA and answers about the Atta in Prague story. There are nuggets here worth watching for. I, and you, may not agree with the total treatment but it is worth watching. It definitely goes out of its way to show things as controversial and to delve into office politics heavily, which I didn’t really go for. That turned it into nothing more than power politics and pecker waving contests, and I don’t believe much is ever that simple.

It is worth watching simply to have a single, coherent primer of what the dominate narrative about the Iraq *is*, right or wrong that narrative may be.

The short of it is that it does seem to follow a preset script and the Iraq War a bad thing and that there are definite villains of this play we are supposed to hate (boo Rumsfeld, essentially). The short of it is a reason not to watch. The long of it, the volume of data and other events surrounding the how and why, is a reason to watch.

(The long of it is below the fold.)

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by Ryan on Mar 26, 2008

March 9, 2008

Suara Auru: Chief Warrior

[Kat]

Suara Auru

BIALLA, Papua New Guinea - The Japanese fighter caught the American pilot from behind, riddling his plane with machine-gun rounds. The left engine burst into flames. It was time to bail out.

He yanked on the release lever but the cockpit canopy only half-opened. He unbuckled his seat belt, rose to shake the canopy loose and was instantly sucked out.

Swinging beneath his opened parachute, he plunged toward a Pacific island jungle of thick, towering eucalyptus trees, of crocodile rivers and headhunters, into enemy territory, and into an unimagined future as a hero, "Suara Auru," Chief Warrior, to generations of islanders yet unborn.

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by Kat on Mar 09, 2008

March 6, 2008

Tuesday's Timewaster.

If you need to catch up - go here.

So, whatziss?

It's a Shervick!

Those of you who were going down the tractor/bulldozer route were correct, though it's not one that ever made it into US military stocks.

It's a "Shervick." A tractor built by the Vickers company at the request of the British government after the end of WWII, deliberately using components of suddenly excess Sherman tanks. It was a swords-to-ploughshares project of the British government. In 1945, Europe was in a shambles, especially it's agriculture and industrial sectors, heavily damaged and impacted by 7 years of war across some of it's most fertile areas, the destruction of a goodly portion of it's transportation infrastructure, and the bombing efforts on the german munitions industry was concomitantly a bombing effort on it's agri-chemicals industry and overall industrial capacity.

One of the programs conceived to help alleviate this was the "Groundnut Scheme." Groundnut being apparently what the Brits call peanuts. Under this plan, peanuts were going to be grown in East Africa to offset the huge shortage of oils and fats in Europe while Europe's infrastructure was being rebuilt. During the first year’s operations, the plan was to clear150,000 acres for cultivation. There was a problem - regular agricultural equipment was not robust enough to defeat the 10-ft high Kongwa thorn bush, and besides, was needed in Europe to rebuild their agriculture - so recycling tanks seemed a good idea.

Hit the Flash Traffic/Extended entry for the rest of the story.

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by John on Mar 06, 2008

March 4, 2008

All Your Historeez Are Belong To Us: The Civil War on Film

[Kat]

First, a great interactive map of Sherman's March to the Sea.

When you get your history from the movies, you get what you paid for: lost.

Friday night, I was watching "Glory" with my youngest brother (who isn't that young, just "younger"). Frankly, I love that movie. Not because it is the most historically accurate, but because I rather like movies with a simple message, that, while touching on some aspects of man's duel nature even while he tries to be his best, still draws the line between bravery and cowardice, honor and disgrace, heroes and villains.

The same way I always love John Wayne movies. His westerns and his war movies. Call me a philistine or a rube, what have you, but these kinds of movies speak to me more than any movie called "Chocolate" ever did.

I also love historical period pieces that try to convey something about the clothes, the attitudes and day to day life of the people in that period. Someday, someone is going to make a movie about our time and young people will marvel at the "ancient" technology and ideas that were the beginning of their own.

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by Kat on Mar 04, 2008

February 7, 2008

Someone We Should Have Known: Robert Angus Barry

[Kat]

On February 6, I read in the Kansas City Star that Robert Angus Barry had passed away February 4, 2008. I didn't know him, but, as I read his obituary, I realized that we should.

He attended Central High School, Kansas City Junior College, and Central College, Fayettesville, MO. He married Dorothy Pope on December 13, 1940. During World War II he served as a B- 17 pilot with the 8th Air Force, flying 30 missions over Europe. He was awarded four Bronze Stars, four Air Medals, the Distinguished Flying Cross, and the Presidential Unit Citation. Returning to KC after the war he worked several years for the Jack Jones Lumber Co. before buying out Mr. Jones and forming the Barry-Gann Lumber Co.

Read that: 30 missions, four Bronze Stars, Four Air Medals, The Distinguished Flying Cross and the Presidential Unit Citation. To be a bomber pilot and receive the DFC, a man would have had to fly into hell, stare into the face of death and, if he was lucky, his plane didn't fall apart even with plate sized holes in the wings and fuselage from "flak you could walk on", all the fuel didn't leak out from same holes, a strong wind kept him flying in the right direction and he eventually made it back to base, saving the lives of his crew. Or, he could be lucky like this story about Col. Vincent Fonke

Gunfire barraged the B-17. Flames engulfed its right wing, and an engine was knocked out. The plane was losing altitude fast, so Fonke ordered his eight-man crew to to bail out.

Fonke was the last to jump. Seconds later, the plane exploded.

I looked for Mr. Barry's story on various sites. I looked up his name. I looked and could not find anything written about him. But I knew that couldn't be the end of the story. Not just a paragraph in the paper and a bare listing of his medals. So, I started searching backwards, starting with a short history of the Eighth Air Force.

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by Kat on Feb 07, 2008

January 29, 2008

Milblogging: Francis Lieber and the Loyal Publication Society

[Kat]

In the spirit of the Military Blogging Symposium that the owner of the this blog will attend on January 29, those who may read and those who are simply interested in the subject of the historical relations of blogging with the legacy of the citizens' press and communications from the front, I thought I would post on a little history. One could say, the real heritage of "milblogging".

While some bloggers liken blogging to the Pamphleteers of the Revolution, that comparison must be made with all humility. Blogging certainly compares in some degree to the free citizen presses of the day. It is a free wheeling environment where ideas and stories are written by any citizen with the desire and access to a computer. Blogging may be the culmination of the original "free market of ideas". Trustworthy sources get linked and passed around while liars and scammers are debunked. We definitely take advantage of the inheritance left to us by those original pamphleteers under the first amendment: freedom of expression.

We are fortunate that, at least here in the United States, we have very few of the worries that our forefathers did regarding arrest, imprisonment or death for anything we might say. In other countries, not so much. Those who have been persecuted as well as various attempts to silence bloggers through legal maneuvering or the contempt expressed by established media, simply reminds us to jealously guard this freedom against all encroachments.

For milbloggers though, it may be that our heritage is most closely associated with a more recent historical event. At least, "recent" if you count a century and a half.

Continue reading Francis Lieber and the Loyal Publication Society in Flash Traffic

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by Kat on Jan 29, 2008

January 22, 2008

Internet Snipe Hunt, concluded.

Here's our ship, as she appears today:

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One of her former foes, the Russian cruiser Aurora, still survives, and in better condition than our mystery ship.

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But she was not, as suggested:

The USS Illinois,

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nor the USS Olympia.

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Or the HMAS Cerberus,

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nor was it the USS Oregon.

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Not the USS Texas,

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Or "The Concrete Battleship," Fort Drum in the Phillipines.

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JTG got it in one. The HIJMS Mikasa. Built by Vickers at Barrow-in-Furness, and similar in design to the British Majestic class, she was Admiral Togo's flagship at Tsushima, and is considered one of the three most significant historic warships still in existence, along with the HMS Victory and USS Constitution.

The last of the pre-Dreadnoughts still in existence, albeit not afloat. She's been land-bound for a long time. The picture of her in the post is reputed to be, as was noted by several commenters, of her during the time between her being badly damaged by US Naval aviation during WWII and then disarmed under the provisions of the surrender, and prior to the beginning of her restoration, as noted by Robert, via an effort involving Admiral Chester Nimitz, as Olaf noted. Restored by a man who had done his level best to sink the entire Imperial Japanese Navy during WWII. Apparently the restoration effort is on-going, and she has lots of non-original parts, some scavenged from similar Vickers-built ships such as the Chilean Almirante Latorre which were scrapped in Japan.

A good selection of pictures of the Mikasa are available here at Midway Sailor.

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by John on Jan 22, 2008

January 19, 2008

Internet snipe hunt

Okay, let's have an internet snipe hunt.

Sailors will have a possible advantage here.

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Larger version can be had by clicking here.

A hint: Where once there were many, there is only one.

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by John on Jan 19, 2008 | TrackBack (0)

January 6, 2008

Let's have some fun.

With this pic, as a change of pace from the usual form of whatzis.

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For those with little technical inclination - Captions!

For those with some technical/historical inclinations - there is a plethora, (a PLETHORA I say!) of interesting little tidbits abounding in this photo. Some are historical, some will seem anachronistic, other, just... informative.

Have at it.

I'll tie it all up in a explanatory post later in the week.

No spring-butts! Give other people a chance, too. If you discover the motherlode of info on the subject, post an interesting bit that hasn't been posted, and leave something for the others to contribute. This is a "play well with others" execise, not a "Lookit what a genius I am!" exercise. No posting links, either. Make the others work for their pats-on-the-back.

Lessee how this goes for a lazy Sunday.

And see who can follow directions...

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by John on Jan 06, 2008

December 26, 2007

H&I Fires* December 26, 1944...

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Lieutenant Colonel Creighton Abrams, commanding the 37th Tank Battalion, spearheads the 4th Armored Division relief of the 101st Airborne holding the town of Bastogne.

And this soldier earned the Medal of Honor in Italy.

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JOHN ROBERT FOX was a first lieutenant assigned to Cannon Company, 366th Infantry Regiment, 92nd Infantry Division in Sommocolonia, Italy, when he earned his Medal Dec. 26, 1944.

Enemy soldiers dressed as civilians had infiltrated the town that elements of the regiment occupied the night before. The Germans began a full-scale attack about 4 a.m., under an artillery barrage. Outnumbered, the infantry force withdrew, but Fox and his observer party chose to remain on the second floor of a house to direct friendly artillery fire.

By 8 a.m. the attack had progressed to the point where he called in fire near, then onto his own position -- demanding it over the objections of the artillery unit. His body was later found among those of about 100 German soldiers.

After the war, a monument was erected in the city to honor eight Italians killed in the barrage, and one American soldier -- Fox.

As ever. there is more to the story of Lieutenant Fox.

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by John on Dec 26, 2007

December 18, 2007

18 December, 1944.

Soldiers of the Big Red One jam the Germans on the northern shoulder of the Bulge.

26th Infantry soldiers positioning an anti-tank gun.  Photo courtesy the National Archives.

26th Infantry moving up.  Photo courtesy the National Archives.

The 26th Infantry moves up to block the Germans. Read about it here.

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by John on Dec 18, 2007

December 17, 2007

December 17, 1944. The Ardennes

Photo courtesy the National Archives

Photo courtesy the National Archives

Want some detail? Click here.

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by John on Dec 17, 2007

December 16, 2007

December 16, 1944.

Courtesy the US National Archives

Courtesy the US National Archives

Courtesy the US National Archives

Courtesy the US National Archives

All pics courtesy the US National Archives. The first two come from captured german film of the opening phases of the Battle of the Bulge. The last two are US Signal Corps photos of US soldiers on patrol and a destroyed Sherman tank.

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by John on Dec 16, 2007

December 7, 2007

Pearl Harbor... a little photo-allegory.

Before.

Before, In a sense.  Before the sleeping giant awoke.

During - the beginning

During.  The setting of the Empire of the Rising Sun.

During - the End.

After. The USS Missouri, moored astern of the USS Arizona. The Instrument of Surrender of the Empire of Japan was signed on the deck of the Missouri

After.  The <em>USS Missouri</em>, moored astern of the <em>USS Arizona</em>.  The Instrument of Surrender of the Empire of Japan was signed on the deck of the <em>Missouri</em>.

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by John on Dec 07, 2007

December 7, 1941: Sunday After Church

[Denizen Commentary - Kat]

My Uncle Donald was ten years old when Pearl Harbor was attacked. He died two years ago from pneumonia. He was in and out of the hospital before that. While he was in the hospital, I went to visit him. We didn't have much in common I thought, so subjects of discussion were hard to come by. He was most often watching college basketball when I came. I was never into basketball.

This particular day was December 7, 2004. I realized that he must have been alive at the time of the attacks so I asked him if he remembered. I don't know what I expected. It was somewhat of an idle question. But, like all those who live through important history, he remembered exactly what he was doing and where.

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November 22, 2007

Found nailed to a tree in the "dimensional door" part of the Castle demesne.

WHEREAS it is the duty of all nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey His will, to be grateful for His benefits, and humbly to implore His protection and favour; and Whereas both Houses of Congress have, by their joint committee, requested me "to recommend to the people of the United States a DAY OF PUBLICK THANSGIVING and PRAYER, to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many and signal favors of Almighty God, especially by affording them an opportunity peaceably to establish a form of government for their safety and happiness:"

NOW THEREFORE, I do recommend and assign THURSDAY, the TWENTY-SIXTH DAY of NOVEMBER next, to be devoted by the people of these States to the service of that great and glorious Being who is the beneficent author of all the good that was, that is, or that will be; that we may then all unite in rendering unto Him our sincere and humble thanks for His kind care and protection of the people of this country previous to their becoming a nation; for the signal and manifold mercies and the favorable interpositions of His providence in the course and conclusion of the late war; for the great degree of tranquility, union, and plenty which we have since enjoyed;-- for the peaceable and rational manner in which we have been enable to establish Constitutions of government for our sasety and happiness, and particularly the national one now lately instituted;-- for the civil and religious liberty with which we are blessed, and the means we have of acquiring and diffusing useful knowledge;-- and, in general, for all the great and various favours which He has been pleased to confer upon us.

And also, that we may then unite in most humbly offering our prayers and supplications to the great Lord and Ruler of Nations and beseech Him to pardon our national and other transgressions;-- to enable us all, whether in publick or private stations, to perform our several and relative duties properly and punctually; to render our National Government a blessing to all the people by constantly being a Government of wise, just, and constitutional laws, discreetly and faithfully executed and obeyed; to protect and guide all sovereigns and nations (especially such as have shewn kindness unto us); and to bless them with good governments, peace, and concord; to promote the knowledge and practice of true religion and virtue, and the increase of science among them and us; and, generally to grant unto all mankind such a degree of temporal prosperity as he alone knows to be best.

GIVEN under my hand, at the city of New-York, the third day of October, in the year of our Lord, one thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine.

(signed) G. Washington

H/t, historical elf Jim C.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Nov 22, 2007

November 18, 2007

Caption Contest.

SWWBO and I walked the creek this morning. There are parts that are like a roadbed, where the shales form the base of the creek, other places are full of broken limestone, pink granite that emigrated from up north during the last glaciation, and the bottom line is, I'm in agony, with the change in weather just killing my knees.

And I've got other stuff to do - so, I'm leaving up the picture of gun drill (?) on the HMS Camperdown during the late 1800s.

Me, I think this is worthy of a caption contest, so, dust off your sense of humor and go for it!

Crew drill on the HMS Camperdown.

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by John on Nov 18, 2007

September 21, 2007

Everything Old Is New On the YaddaYaddaYadda...

John seems to be obsessing with quizzes lately, so I figured I'd recycle this from one of my first appearances. As always, you get context -- during the last couple of days of our Boz rotation, we watched our replacements finish making a hash out of everything assuming their responsibilities for everything and everyone in the MND-North AO, thereby leaving us with nothing to do except scratch our nu precious little in the way of meaningful work.

Devil, meet idle hands. Idle hands, meet keyboard.

Took darn near an hour, but I ratcheted up a quiz, slapped it in e-mail, triggered "Everybody Who's Anybody In SFOR Except For The CG" in the "To:" block and clicked "Send."

Now, it's your turn to see if *you* are smart enough to Get Out of Bosnia...

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There will be a written examination as the culmination of the SFOR-10 rotation experience. Since there will be no time available to conduct a review of the subject material, you will find a representative sample of the examination below. A passing grade will entitle you to receive your choice of either two college credits from the University of Maryland (Eagle Campus) or one boarding pass on a military aircraft departing Tuzla on the day that you thought you were supposed to be leaving…

Sample SFOR-10 Qualifying Examination

Read each question thoroughly. Answer all questions. Time limit: four hours.

· General Knowledge: Describe everything you know in detail. Be objective, specific and concise.

· World History: Describe the evolution of all major religions from their earliest known origins to the present day. You may substitute Zoroastrianism for any other contemporary fire-worshipping Indo-European religion. Prove which is the one true religion in a manner that will convince everyone else.

· Combat LifeSaving: You will be given a double-edged razor blade, a piece of gauze and a bottle of muscatel. Remove your own appendix. Do not suture until your work has been examined by a proctor. You will have 15 minutes to complete the operation.

· Public Speaking: 2,500 fire-worshipping, gauze-clad muscatel drinkers armed with double-edged razor blades will storm into your classroom as soon as you have finished reading this. Calm them using any ancient language except Demotic Egyptian or Mycenaean Greek. Do not use passive voice.

· Biology: Create life. Estimate the subsequent differences in the rise of human culture if this life-form had developed 500 million years ago, giving special emphasis to the effects on the next Presidential election in Peru. Prove who will win and why.

· Music: Write a piano concerto. Orchestrate it and accompany yourself with flugelhorn and drum. You will find a piano in the middle drawer of your desk.

· Psychology: Evaluate the emotional stability, degree of adjustment and repressed frustrations of each of the following individuals: Alexander the Great, Amenhotep II, Gregory of Nicosia, Joan of Arc and Hammurabi. Support your evaluation with at least three quotations from each person's work, cross-referencing as appropriate. It is not necessary to translate.

· Sociology: Estimate the sociological problems which might accompany the end of the world. Construct a 1/32nd-scale experiment to test your theory.

· Political Science: You will be given a two-Euro coin. Proceed to the nearest pay phone and start World War III. Report on its socio-economic consequences, if any.

· Management Science: Define both management and science and their intrinsic relationship with the works of J.R.R. Tolkein and H.P. Lovecraft. Create a generalized algorithm that can be used to optimize all managerial decisions. Design the systems interface and prepare all software necessary to program this algorithm onto an Apple MacIntosh. Use only those applications found in DOS 3.0.

· Engineering: You will find the disassembled parts of a Civil War-era Sharps rifle in various drawers of your desk. You will also find an instruction manual for making gunpowder, printed in Sanskrit. In 10 minutes, a hungry Kodiak bear will be admitted into your room. Take whatever action you feel appropriate. Be prepared to justify your decision to PETA.

· Economics: Develop a realistic plan for refinancing the National Debt. Trace the possible effects on plate tectonics, the wave theory of light and the overcrowding of CB radio channels.

· Epistemology: Take a position for or against truth. Prove the validity of your position.

· Physics: Explain the nature of matter. Your answer must include an evaluation of the impact of the development of quantum mechanics and Boolean algebra, plus the possible effects of beta radiation on the Hubble telescope’s infrared imaging systems.

· Philosophy: Sketch the development of human thought and estimate its significance. Compare this with the development of the other kinds of thought.

· Military History: Explain why the United States never lost a war in which the Army used mules.

· Extra Credit: Define the universe. Give three examples.

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Betcha John gets a higher score than Jonah on this one.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I *know* Demotic is a script and not a language -- geez, guys, this is a *joke*...

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by CW4BillT on Sep 21, 2007

September 17, 2007

The Problem with Mangoes...

...is that you've gotta peel them before you can eat them. At least, us furriners do, otherwise you're just asking for a dance lesson -- the Taliban Two-Step. Soooo, because mangoes have a skin like a pear instead of something sensible, like an orange, you either need a long, sharp fingernail (which possesses its own issues, unless you have a really wild guitar-pickin' style) or a knife. And, since mango juice is kinda like superglue when it dries, I figured I needed something a bit easier to clean than my Swiss Army toolbox.

There are other things for sale in the local armament bazaars than bang-sticks (and replicas thereof), which is convenient, because I wasn't planning to peel any mangoes with a Khyber rifle. Got myself a Khyber knife, instead. Welllll, okay, it's a Kashmiri folder, but it *could* have been a Khyber knife if it really, really wanted to.

This one wasn't the biggest one of the bunch (I didn't need an Ilbarsi three-footer and I *don't* have Freudian hangups), but all I needed was a decent mango-peeler, so I got the pocket-size. The decorative extension of the spine is what keeps the peeler from slicing your pocket (and thigh) to ribbons when it's folded -- it serves as the edge guard.

It ratchets open nicely and locks like a champ (the seller made a slashing feint at my jugular to prove it wouldn't flop closed); the latch flips up to unlock the blade when you've finished the mango massacree.

Heh. After the seller took his swipe, he grinned and said, "Hah! You are an officer, yes! Not a flinch! Civilian *always* jump back when I do that!" I just grinned my trademark boyish grin at him and told him, "*Retired* officer." What I *didn't* tell him was he telegraphed his move with a windup, he couldn't have stuck me unless he stepped forward another two feet (and his table was in the way) -- and, since we'd already spent a half hour drinking tea and talking flintlocks, I knew he wanted to make a sale, not a dead gringo.

Besides, I couldn't have backed up even if I wanted to -- I was already leaning against his wall.

I did get the lowdown on shipping arms out of Pakistan, though. The gummint doesn't really care *what* you buy, as long as it's not post-WWII and you pay a couple of bucks export tax. If you know an exporter who ships mass quantities of -- say, carpets -- to the US, you can avoid a lot of the usual red tape at both ends.

"Okay, what's your brother shipping today?"

"Two hundred Nepalese carpets, a functional replica of an SMLE and a Baluchi flintlock shotgun."

"Hmmmmm -- I want to examine those carpets..."

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Heh. Maybe poor Joe gets stuck in the decision loop,

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but I made all of *my* decisions along those lines instantaneously. Comes from years and years of analyzing the situation then-at-hand and asking this simple question:

Do I drink one bottle or two?

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by CW4BillT on Sep 17, 2007

September 3, 2007

Might as well make it a three-fer...

Whew! Alla us posting in one day. Must be a national holiday or something...

Since we're all here jointly - I thought I'd post a little something about the utility of Jointness....

From Al Nofi's CIC over at Strategy Page:

"'Down 200!' No, Wait, I Mean 'Over 200!'"

Among the more amusing differences between the Army and the Navy in the years prior to World War II was the way in which observers monitoring the fall of artillery rounds were wont to call in corrections.

Navy and Marine procedures called for reporting the correction to be made, while Army procedures called for reporting the error that had been made. That is, if a Navy or Marine observer said "Down 200" he was saying the a round had fallen 200 yards beyond the target, whereas if an Army observer had said this he would have meant that the round had fallen 200 yards short of the target.

Needless to say, this difference could easily have had some tragic consequences. Fortunately the discrepancy was discovered during joint amphibious training early in 1942. Just why this discovery occurred in 1942 is difficult to determine, since by then the Army, Navy, and Marine Corps had been practicing amphibious operations together for about two years.

The Navy won that TTP* fight - an Army observer reports the correction, not the error.

Flash Traffic (extended entry) Follows �

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Sep 03, 2007

August 13, 2007

A thought for the Copperheads...

"Experience proves that the man who obstructs a war in which his nation is engaged, no matter whether right or wrong, occupies no enviable place in life or history. Better for him, individually, to advocate 'war, pestilence, and famine' than to act as obstructionist to a war already begun.... The most favorable posthumous history the stay-at-home traitor can hope for is -- oblivion."

~~ Ulysses S. Grant, Personal Memoirs

I wonder how General Petraeus' memoirs will read...

Confused by the term "Copperhead?" Click here. There's room for argument all around the war. There are plenty of people making the case for principled opposition (though I believe a good chunk of the political opposition to be opportunist) and I recently ran into someone who is war-weary and casualty-conscious in a way that surprised me.

One problem for the conduct of this war is that we've not actually declared it a war (for good reasons and bad) and the administration is painted into the corner of what would traditionally be considered campaigns of an overall war have been mounted as separately authorized undertakings - kind of like WWII being conducted with Congress authorizing the separate Army and Navy campaigns in the Pacific, and each invasion in Europe, North Africa, Sicily, Italy, and finally, France - with a re-authorization needed to take the war into Belgium, Luxembourg, the Netherlands, Germany.

But, since we've decided to do this without a draft, and don't consider the individual fights to be true battles for survival - that may be apt, I suppose...

Whatcha think?

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Aug 13, 2007

August 8, 2007

Chunuk Bair

New Zealand flag flying at Castle Argghhh!

Chunuk Bair.

That's why the Kiwi flag whips from the staff at Castle Argghhh! today. A battle in the Gallipoli campaign of the Great War.

As Kiwi and Castle Metalsmith Murray notes at his place:

In the early hours of this day in 1915 the Wellington battalion under Col William George Malone took Chunuk Bair, the highest point reached by the allied forces during the Gallipoli campaign. The previous day Malone had refused to advance up Rhododendron Ridge after the Aucklanders had just taken over three hundred casualties in 20 minutes attempting to make the attack under concentrated machinegun fire.

He made his attack under cover of darkness without casualties.

Under Malones leadership they held the crest under constant enfilade machinegun fire and repeated assaults which they threw back with bombs, bullets and the bayonet. Withdrawing from the crest didn’t occur to them. In the late afternoon when the fighting died down Malone stood up to survey the area and was killed by a shell from a Royal Navy destroyer. The claim has been made that it was “either a navy destroyer or New Zealand artillery” became popular and this has more recently morphed into “missdirected New Zealand artillery”. I’m not a fan of revisionism and my source is one of the few Wellingtons who survived Chunuk. “I saw the destroyer swing about then fire.”

That evening they were relieved but mixed troops mainly from the New Zealand Brigade under Col Meldrum. This force withstood more determined Turkish attacks all the follwing day and were finally relieved by two British battalions. The Turks threw them off 20 minutes later, routing the British who did not halt their flight untill New Zealand machineguns encourged them to stop moving down the hill.

Few if any of the Wellinton wounded left on Chunuk Bair seem to have survived the Turk reocupation. During the entire campaign just over 20 New Zealanders were taken prisoner by the Turks, all had been incapacitated by their wounds. It is resonable to expect that of 700 men a high proportion of wounded would have been alive when the hill was retaken.

Of the 700 who took and held the feature reports are conflicted as to how many survived. Multiple sources number 79 has having not been wounded but none of these list any wounded. Other sources detail 79 as having come down the hill with only 11 unwounded. Another source puts the numbers as 760 men of whom 711 became casualties.

Either way the unit was destroyed.

There's more, and you should read it - over at Murray's place, Hitting Metal With A Hammer.

by John on Aug 08, 2007

July 24, 2007

Interesting photos...

...looking at this picture of England during the Blitz - some of the inspiration for Dr. Who becomes apparent.

London during the Blitz - little proto-Daleks...

Then there's this fascinating little horse-drawn gizmo from the drafting tables of Krupp.

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by John on Jul 24, 2007

July 21, 2007

This one's for you, Jim.

These are the colors that fly from the Castle staffs this day.

...beside the starry banner, old Erin's flag o' green!

On the 21st of July beneath a burning sun,
McDowell met the Southern troops in battle at Bull Run.
Above the Union vanguard was proudly dancing seen,
Beside the starry banner, old Erin's flag of green!

Colonel Corcoran led the 69th on that eventful day.
I wish the Prince of Wales were there to see him in the fray!
His charge upon the batteries was a most glorious scene.
With gallant New York firemen and the boys that wear the green

In the hottest of the fire there rode along the line,
A captain of the Zouave band, crying "Now, boys, is your time!"
Ah, who is he so proudly rides with bold and dauntless mien?
'Tis Thomas Francis Meagher of Erin's isle of green.

The colors of the 69th, I say it without shame,
Were taken in the struggle to swell the victor's fame!
But Farnham's dashing Zouaves, that run with the machine
Retook them in a moment with the boys that wore the green.

Being overpowered by numbers our troops were forced to flee,
The Southern Black Horse Cavalry on them charged furiously!
But in that hour of peril the flying mass to screen,
Stood the gallant New York firemen with the boys that wore the green!

Oh, the boys of the 69th, they are a gallant band.
Bolder never drew a sword for their adopted land!
Amongst the fallen heroes a braver had not been
Than you, lamented Haggerty of Erin's isle of green!

Farewell, my gallant countrymen who fell that fatal day.
Farewell, ye noble firemen, now mould'ring in the clay.
While blooms the leafy shamrock, whilst runs the old machine
Your deeds will live bold Red Shirts and boys that wore the green!

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jul 21, 2007

July 17, 2007

A window into a soldier of the civil war.

A letter from one of my ancestors, Captain Winston Meriwether, to his wife, Sallie. Spelling per the original. Captain Meriwether, along with his wife and many others of my family, are buried in Linwood Cemetery, Paragould, Arkansas. Wint served on the losing side of the War of Southern Succession, and is probably aghast to know there is a bluebelly Regular amongst his line. My only defense, Wint, is that I came by it honestly, via my Father, and regret it not one bit.

Senatobia, Mississippi, 16 July 1862.

My Darling Wife,

I have written to you every few days but don't expect you have seed but a few of them. I would come over and see you but fear the Yankeys may catch me as I hear Curtis is at Hellany(1) if I hear of their leaving and can get a leave of absence I will come and see my darling Wife. Oh I wish to see you and the family so bad. I have not head a word from you since I saw you. Jeff Thompson (2) is here in command said I am Crazy about you, for the Lords sake if you can get me a Letter to Grenada Miss I am purchasing Commissary stores and have been Ever since I left you. David (3) is with us and well. Bob (4) is in Mobile have a jolly time writes for me to come down but I have so much to do, I keep well am in fine health, but My God if I could see you I would feel a good deal better our Army is in good Condition and will start North shortly as soon is it Rains. havent heard from the Bend (5), I wish I had time to write you a long letter give my love to the family I hope to see you all I hope you all have good health, we haven't got any Whiskey here, but we are all Drunk off of the news from Richmond (6) I hope the war will soon close and we can get home.

I have to write in such a hurry I cant tell you half I want to but I hope I can get to see you before long and talk over Old Acquaintance Sallie keep in good Spirits, dont be uneasy about me, and you know your situation (7) and dont get low spirited. You know what to name the little fellow and raise him to hate and fight the Yankeys It is very hard to be seperated from one that I love above all others, I hope the Yanks may never come to that Country if they do get along the best you can I am compeled to close for for the man is waiting. Send for him he can tell you all the news he lives in the neighbourhood.

Your husband, Wint M.

Notes:

1. Union General Samuel A. Curtis (victor at Pea Ridge) whose troops occupied Helena in early July, 1862.

2. A former Mayor of St. Joseph, Missouri, M. Jeff Thompson had become commander of the pro-secession Missouri State Guard forces in the "Bootheel" region of southeast Missouri in 1861. Later known as the "Swamp Fox," Thompson was captured by Federal troops at Pocahontas, Arkansas, in 1863.

3. James David Meriwether, a younger brother, who died during the war.

4. Robert Miller Meriwether, another younger brother.

5. "The Bend" was evidently the name used to identify the homeplace near Tiptonville. Other sources refer to a bend in the Mississippi River south of Tiptonville as "Meriwether Bend."

6. Probably referring to the "Seven Days" battles of June 26-July 1 when Robert E. Lee's Army of Northern Virginia, at great cost, checked the Federal advance on Richmond.

7. Sallie was five months pregnant. Robert Winston Meriwether would be born November 17, 1862, near Marianna. The baby was probably name for his Uncle Robert (see note 4), who late named on of his sons... "Winston."

Given that this is the time of year Wint wrote the letter, and I'm feeling all historical thus far this week... I thought all y'all might enjoy a peek into the Civil War, uncivil as it was in these parts.

The family owes a great debt of gratitude to cousin Bobby, Professor Emeritus of History at Hendrix College, Conway, Arkansas, Justice of the Peace, and bit-player (as a Fed, no less) in a Burt Reynolds movie... (and I can't remember which one, dangit!) for his preservation of family treasures and history such as this.

I'm the keeper of the family firearms, natch.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jul 17, 2007

July 16, 2007

Making do with what you have...

Krupp 280mm Gun 'Aron' as Oscarsborg Fortress, Norway.

The narrows at Drøbak, called the Drøbaksundet, is the key natural chokepoint for the naval defence of Oslo, the capital of Norway. Accordingly, in the 1600s fortifications were built at the narrows for that purpose. In the early 1800s the fortress was modernized, upgraded, and in 1855 was named Oscarsborg, in honor of a visit by the King of Sweden (Norway at that time being unified with Sweden).

Of course, as military technology has been wont to do during the era of the Industrial and post-Industrial Revolutions, military realities soon overcame the practical design of the fortress, and the Norwegians upgraded the fortress, adding some nice Krupp products from Germany to the batteries covering the sound, adding an underwater barrier and a torpedo battery to take advantage of that new invention, the Whitehead torpedo, developed by an English engineer Robert Whitehead, working for an Italian company, for the Austro-Hungarian Navy (heh, there's even a Sound of Music tie in there...) The main armament selected were three 280 mm caliber Krupp cannon, and assorted smaller-caliber guns of 150 mm and 57 mm on the mainland across from the fortress. The underwater barrier went from the main islet of Kaholmen southwest to the western side of the fjord, blocking the channel west of the fortress to large vessels.

On April 9, 1940, Oscarsborg received it's first, and only, test by fire. Sometimes you only get one, and if you're a warrior... you better be ready to give it your best. So it was for Oberst (Colonel) Birger Erikson, commander of Oscarsborg. While unable to save Norway from conquest by the Nazis, Oberst Erikson bought the time needed for Norway to evacuate her government and gold reserves to England, the better to continue the fight against the Teuton despoiler from Austria, Herr Corporal Hitler.

I'm sure that Oberst Erikson had some concerns... his guns were all 40+ years old, and while his torpedoes were known to be a sound design, they too were old and had been test-fired a lot over their lifetimes, albeit without their warshot warheads affixed. It was an open question whether or not they would explode when they hit the target.

At 65 years old, with no significant combat experience in his career, and in a chaotic situation out of effective communications with his superiors, Oberst Eriksen knew only that warships were headed his way, and had no knowledge of whether or not they were German or Allied vessels. He was however aware of Norway's official position of neutrality, with the intent of joining the Allies if Norway were attacked.

And his fortress was in a parlous state. His officers were old, with the torpedo battery being commanded by a retired coast artillery officer, Kommandørkaptein Andreas Anderssen, recalled by Eriksen for just that purpose. Most of his garrison troops were new recruits, having started their national service just days before, and he had numbers insufficient to man all his guns.

Up the fjord, large naval units appeared, ghosting out of the morning mists.

After warning shots had been fired and live rounds received in response, resulting in a fatality on his patrol boat, Oberst Eriksen seized his duty with both hands, giving the order to open fire on the approaching vessels at 04:21, and the 280mm Krupp guns, named Aron and Moses, sent rounds downrange at the large vessel 1,800 meters away, joined by the smaller guns on the opposite shore, scoring hits all along the lead vessel, still unidentified as to ship and nationality.

The ship was the German cruiser Blücher. The first hit took out the Blücher's forward fire control station, effectively disabling the ship's forward guns. The second hit took out the aircraft hangar, igniting aviation fuel and infantry munitions stored on deck.

These were the only two rounds Aron and Moses were to ever fire in anger, their inexperienced crews and long reload times effectively taking them out of the battle. If you only get one shot - make it count.

The Blücher's return fire from her secondaries was ineffective. The damage to her fire control station rendered her main guns unusable.

While the fire was raging aboard the Blücher, the smaller Norwegian guns raked her, complicating damage control, as her decks were continually swept by fire. The Blücher was carrying infantry for the attack on Oslo, and the Landsers and crew were undaunted, breaking out into a rousing chorus of "Deutschland über alles" as the Blücher ran the gauntlet of fire.

They would have done better to pay attention to what was just ahead of them.

The Germans' intel was fatally flawed. They were unaware of the commanded by just-recalled-from-retirement Kommandørkaptein Anderssen torpedo battery near the main gun battery, sited to cover the narrowest point of the fjord.

After passing the line of fire of the fortress' gun batteries the cruiser was burning and severely damaged. However, Kapitan Zur See Heinrich Woldag intended to save to save his ship and complete his mission. Too bad for KzS Woldag and the Blücher, she was passing in front of a pissed-off artillery officer and Kommandørkaptein Anderssen had two of his three torpedo tubes ready at a range of only 500m. Like their commander, the torpedoes were old and well-worn 40-year-old Whitehead torpedoes of Austrian manufacture. These torpedoes had been practice-launched well over 200 times before being aimed in earnest - and no-one was certain if they would function or not. Kommandørkaptein Anderssen fired the torperdoes himself, and the torps ran straight, hot, and true. The first torpedo hit near the Blücher's forward turret, and the second in the engine room, which left her drifting out of control.

The torpedoes sealed her fate.

Blucher sinking in Oslofjord

The rest of the flotilla, believing the Blücher had hit mines, reversed back up the narrows, postponing the invasion of Oslo. The Norwegians weren't finished however - as the Germans retreated, the Lützow was hit three times by the Norwegian 150's and her "Anton" and "Bruno" turrets were disabled.

To avoid running aground, the Blücher dropped anchor at Askholmen, south of Oslo. KzS Woldag ordered her torpedoes to be fired into the sides of the fjord to prevent them from exploding aboard the ship. At 06:23, the Blücher capsized and sank, about an hour after she took her first hit. Of the 2,202 crew and troops on board, 830 died. The German Navy, while having failed the soldiers of the invasion force thus far - atoned in a classy way: Blücher's sailors were ordered to give up their life jackets to the troops on board, thus saving the lives of a significant number of soldiers. Kapitan zur See Woldag did not go down with his ship, but died a week or so later in a plane crash.

The Germans weren't finished with Oberst Erikson and Oscarsborg, either. The Lutzow bombarded the fortress with her remaining functional (but damaged) turret, and the fortress was bombed. Oberst Eriksen, being able to keep the German vessels under observation, ordered his gun crews into the tunnels to avoid casualties, knowing he could man the guns in time should the Germans start running down the fjord towards Oslo again. By doing this, Oberst Eriksen suffered no casualties in the fight. The only Norwegian casualties at all were two women killed by stray German rounds and the soldier on the patrol boat.

According to the people who wandered around counting craters, 100 battleship shells and 500 bombs landed in and around the fortress, but no guns were knocked out, nor soldiers killed or wounded.

When he received word that airlanding troops had taken Oslo, but the government was safely away, Oberst Eriksen decided further resistance would be a needless expenditure of lives and surrendered the fortress.

Aside from telling a tale of duty and the old and new soldier's baptism of fire (aside from the excuse of posting the picture of Aron), the other part about this story that intrigued me is the fact that the german-built ships were damaged by german-built guns. And that the pride of the Kriegsmarine, the Blücher, was sunk by Austrian-built torpedoes... since Hitler was Austrian, I just like the symmetry.

And it just goes to show, that most of the time, it's not the gear, it's who mans it that matters.

Update: And one more thing I meant to add... the Blücher was the Kriegsmarine's newest capital ship at the beginning of the war... which just makes the old war dog story even better.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jul 16, 2007

June 25, 2007

Scat XXVII Makes his last takeoff...

Sorry to be so scarce around these parts lately, but I've been, well, busy. After two months and change, I successfully completed the check for a type rating in the MD-11/MD-10...bottom line, it was lotsa reading (the tech manuals alone are over 3000 pages), testing, evaluating, simulating, yadda, yadda, yadda. But. I'm done. However, before I, um, imbibe to celebrate the end of my academic incarceration, I wanted to officially acknowledge The End of An Era--bad news that hit me like a cue ball in the forehead at a Hill 180 crud game. (Those of you who know what that means, tell the ones who don't.)

Colonel (later Brigadier General) Robin Olds, fighter pilot's fighter pilot - and leader.

Robin's gone.

To quote everyone who knew him, appreciated him for his contribution to America in general and American air power in particular, "S**t."

That was my reaction, anyway. It was like losing a much-loved uncle...and I'd never met him. Wasn't that lucky. But I think I'm alive because of him.

General Olds was a modern-day Billy Mitchell in a lot of ways. At least he got a star, too...which is pretty amazing, given his "bad" attitude, proudly displayed all those years fighter guys had to put up with people who thought war, as we all knew it, was a thing of the past. Nukes were king. Close-in knife fights in airplanes? Pshaw! Gone forever like the biplanes of yesteryear! How bad was it? Wellllll...in the 60s, the US's principal fighter was built without an internal cannon--who needed a gun when you were given those fancy-schmancy radar guided AIM-7s? Dogfights? Pffftt! Just a waste of gas to give the jocks a way to entertain themselves between nuclear Operational Readiness Inspections. Banned.

For those of you who study history, especially military history, you probably see where this is headed. Ready for the next fight? Not on your life...and it WILL be YOUR life.

To which Robin replied, "Bulls**t."

Olds questioned everything (bad for him), thought for himself and never quit (good for us). He continued to practice and think about fighter tactics and wasn't afraid to call a spade a spade. Money Quote:

He recounted how, on one mission as he flew his F-4 Phantom up the Gulf of Tonkin on an air strike against North Vietnam, he told his backseater, "Think about us flying a Navy plane, carrying World War II bombs, a gun sight in front of my face not as good as the one I had in P-38s, and going up there to bomb some railroad yard. We'll face a sky full of flak, missiles and MiGs, but don't worry about it because I've got it on good authority that none of this is happening."

Probably his most famous act was leading Operation Bolo over Hanoi in 1967. It was classic American martial ingenuity that shook the enemy so badly they grounded their jets for three months. Forehead slap-simple in concept (albeit not in execution) and yet physically and psychologically devastating. Bold tactics, violently executed with no losses. Questions?

Guys who survived Vietnam and went on to be general officers paid attention to Olds' emphasis on realistic training, out-of-the-box thinking and aggressive approach to aerial combat tactics, weaponry, exercises and all the other stuff that makes a good air force truly great. That's what I meant earlier when crediting General Olds with saving my bacon. The people who taught me were taught by him and what they taught kept 1) out of enemy jails and 2) out of the national cemetery system.

All of us military goons have our own personal heroes. I think John's is Tony McAuliffe...not sure who Bill's is, Chief Novosel maybe? Robin was mine. I'm not alone.

Colonel Robin Olds (on left) with his pilots.

It takes a lot to make an attack pilot cry but, godd@mmit, this comes REAL close. To the day I die, I'll always remember the pictures of him after a mission "downtown" (Hanoi)--shite-eatin' grin, sweaty and pumped up, flight cap mashed down on his head and looking like he had the world by the short ones. He did.

So here's to you, Boss. I'm thinkin' that martini and big-@SS ceegar tastes pretty good right now. God knows you've earned it.

Now is the time at Castle Argghhh! when we dance: In Memoriam.

[Armorer's addendum - Scat XXVII? Click here and all will be made clear.]

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by Dusty on Jun 25, 2007

June 19, 2007

Juneteenth

Juneteenth re-enactors at Junction City, Kansas

FREEDOM: MP HELPS BRING HISTORY TO LIFE

By Anna Morelock
Editor

"That's the way it was. Sure was," repeated Wilbur, a slave on the Gilmore plantation as he showed a group of school kids what his life was like as a slave. "Life is rough. It's a cruel life living on Mr. Gilmore's plantation."

Wilbur led the students to the school house window letting them peer inside at the master's children. "That's not for us," he told the kids. "We can look in there, we can peek through the window, but you can't go to school in there ... You can't have any education. You can't read. You can't write. Don't know your name. Can't spell your name - that's not for you."

It's all about institutional slavery around here, Wilbur said. "Institutional slavery keep you dumb where you don't know nothing. That's what it's about." Wilbur, or Lt. Col. Jimmy McConico, commander of the 1001st Military Police Battalion (CID), led three groups of students around the "plantation," June 8 as part of the Juneteenth celebration in Junction City.

Juneteenth , which is also referred to as Freedom Day or Emancipation Day, commemorates the announcement of the abolition of slavery in Texas - more than two years after the issuance of the Emancipation Proclamation by President Abraham Lincoln, which declared the freedom of
all slaves in the Confederate States. Walking around the historic school house and other buildings, McConico told the children about waking up before the sun rose to pick cotton. In
the background, "slaves" stooped over picking "cotton" and going about their daily chores.

"Your ration is 200 pounds of cotton a day," McConico told the kids. "If you don't pick 200 pounds a day you'll get a lashing ... If you pick 205 pounds one day, that'll be your new limit."
Walking around the rest of the plantation, McConico told the children stories about the daily life of the slaves as the roleplayers worked around him.

Standing outside "master's house" McConico was approached by a young soldier in a Union uniform. The soldier was there to deliver news of freedom. "We's free?" he asked in disbelief. "We's free! We's free! Lord have mercy, we's free," he shouted to the other slaves who ran through the field spreading the news to others.

"But then you ask yourself," he said turning to the children. "What are you running to? Where you gonna stay now? You can't read. You can't write. You don't have no house."

At the end of the presentation, one girl looked up to McConico, who was dressed in overalls and had a bit of cotton fluff stuck in the stubble on his face. "Is that story real?" she asked.
"This whole story is true," he answered. A lot of the kids are shocked and it's an eye opening experience for many of them, McConico said. "This is an opportunity to show the children what life was life on a plantation, and actually give them a picture," McConico said, "bring them out here where they can actually see the school and instead of having to read it in a book or talking about it in a classroom we actually bring them out here on the ground where they can see, feel, and touch and smell what it's like to be on a plantation."

It's important for the students to learn about history, said Altermese Kendrick, a Juneteenth committee member and organizer of the event. "It's not just black history; it's American history," Kendrick said. "This is a part of how America came to be, and we can't overlook it. We
can't push it aside. We can't forget that it happened when these people existed, our people and our families existed in a time when it was hardest for America. But at the same time when we look back, the way I see it is, we're only able to go farther because we know where we came
from."

McConico agreed on the importance of educating children about their history. "I think this is a big deal because we need to be able to educate our children about their past from a historical standpoint just so they'll understand who they are as a people, where they came from so they'll
have a better sense of direction in terms of where they are going," he said. Much of the information presented, McConico said he got from the book, "To Be a Slave," by Julius Lester.
"My interest is in working and developing young minds whether it be presenting something on history or whether it's something that's going to inspire and encourage and cause them to be contributing members of society," McConico said. "If I can do that I will have achieved success."


Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jun 19, 2007

June 6, 2007

A busy day in history, today is.

June 6th...

1775 NY patriots prevent the Royal Governor from removing weapons from the city - I wonder how many would stand up to the Governor today?

1813 US invasion of Canada halted at Stoney Creek (Ont). Heh. Someday we'll get it right and *beat* them dang Canuckistanians... ;^)

1898 Marines land at Guantanamo Bay, Cuba - Prisoners no doubt abused - and Bibles mistreated in anticipation of future operations!

US Troops manning a 37mm cannon at Belleau Wood.

1918 Marines secure Belleau Wood.

Japanese aircraft carrier IJN Hiryu burning.

Midway! The Tide Turns in the Naval War in the Pacific. The After Action Report of the USS Yorktown.

1942 Japanese troops land on Kiska in the Aleutians. Along with Attu, the only bits of "continental" (hey, they were islands...) US dirt successfully captured during WWII.

1943 Japanese decide to evacuate Kiska, except for a small force that was overwhelmed easily.

1944 D-Day: 150,000-man Allied Expeditionary Force lands in Normandy, France. General Eisenhower coincidentally is unable to attend his son's graduation from West Point.

-The Airborne Drops.

Pegasus Bridge, securely in British hands, is crossed by military vehicles on D-Day plus 1, June 7, 1944. The Trustees of the Imperial War Museum, London

Soldiers of the 2nd Ranger battalion, securing the Pointe du Hoc.

The Pointe du Hoc. 2nd Ranger Battalion storms the cliffs.

-Brits:
Gold Beach

Special Service troops of 47 Royal Marine Commando land at Gold Beach near Le Hamel on D-Day, June 6, 1944. The Trustees of the Imperial War Museum, London

Sword Beach
Mine- and obstacle-clearing tanks of the 27th Armoured Brigade thread toward the shore at Queen sector, Sword Beach, on D-Day, June 6, 1944. The Trustees of the Imperial War Museum, London

-Canadians:
Juno Beach (en francais)

1st Hussars tanks and men of the 7th Infantry Brigade landing on a crowded beach at Courseulles-sur-Mer, June 6th,1944. Photo by Ken Bell. Department of National Defence / National Archives of Canada,

VAC site: Canada Remembers.
On board their assault landing crafts, men of the Royal Winnipeg Rifles heading towards their sector of Juno Beach, June 6th, 1944. Photo by Dennis Sullivan. Department of National Defence / National Archives of Canada,

-Americans:
Utah Beach
Soldiers of the 4th Infantry Division wade ashore at Victor sector, Utah Beach, on D-Day, June 6, 1944. Amphibious tanks are lined up at the water's edge. U.S. War Department/National Archives, Washington, D.C.

Omaha Beach
U.S. infantrymen wade from their landing craft toward Omaha Beach on D-Day, June 6, 1944. U.S. Coast Guard/National Archives, Washington, D.C.

-Brigadier General Theodore Roosevelt, Jr., earns the Medal of Honor on Utah Beach. And, like his father before him, dies before it can be awarded. Can anyone name the other Father/Son Medal of Honor holders?

Freedom
isn't
Free.

1949 George Orwell's "1984" published

And, last, but not least, way too long ago for his taste... my brother-in-law Ed was born. Three kids! I reluctantly have to conclude he's been boffing my sister all these years, as there has been no mention of virgin births...

The picture of the Canadian Cemetery at Reviers was shamelessly stolen from these fine Canadians. I hope they can forgive me.

And this couple have some nice pics of the area as it looks today.


Bloodspite has posted his D-Day commemoration post

Murdoc gives us a look at D-Day from the wrong side of the beach.

This YouTube video clip sets music to the beach landing scenes from Saving Private Ryan. The words to the song are, well, simple - but the music and emotion is stirring. H/t to ACE on the video - who has his own post with good linkage in it today, too.

I noticed this bit, in particular:

ACE has a metal-covered pocket New Testament given to Arbie Elroy Hufford in 1943. Inside the cover is a brief letter from FDR, commending the reading of it "as a foundation of strength and now, as always, an aid in attaining the highest aspirations of the human soul."  If anyone can prove a relation to Arbie, I'll sent it to them.

The Holdings of Argghhh! include a similar armored bible.

Reporting As Ordered, Sir! �

by John on Jun 06, 2007
Airborne Combat Engineer links with: D-Day was 63 years ago today

May 24, 2007

Hidden History.

It shows up in the most interesting places. This was new to me, though I'm sure it was an open secret at the time.

Memorial Plaque honoring the fallen of Civil Air Transport and Air America

DoD Assists in Identification of Missing Vietnam-Era CIA Pilot

The Department of Defense POW/Missing Personnel Office (DPMO) announced today that the remains of an American civilian pilot, missing in action from Vietnam while flying for Civil Air Transport, a proprietary of the CIA, have been identified and returned to his family for burial with full military honors.

He is James B. McGovern Jr. of Elizabeth, N.J.He will be buried tomorrow at Arlington National Cemetery near Washington, D.C.

On May 6, 1954, McGovern, along with his co-pilot, First Officer Wallace A. Buford, and four French servicemen, departed Haiphong, Vietnam, in their Civil Air Transport C-119 on what was to be the last supply drop to the besieged French forces at Camp Isabelle-the remaining French holdout in the battle of Dien Bien Phu.As the aircraft approached the drop zone, it was hit by anti-aircraft fire.The pilots attempted to fly southwest to the relative safety of Laos, but crashed along the Song [River] Ma in Houaphan Province.Only two of the Frenchmen survived