St. Clown
Liberal Rebel Scum, apparently
I think it was 1980 when I took a course on WWII at the University of North Dakota. A pretty interesting course primarily because there were two professors, one who fought in the Army in Europe, and the second with the Marines in the Pacific. One of the things they liked to do was bring in speakers who had participated in various battles.
Tom Clifford was the President of the University of North Dakota at the time, and had been a tank commander in the Marines in the Pacific. He was pretty seriously wounded at Iwo Jima, and shared with us how it happened.
He said his instructors had always told them to keep the hatch of the turret open, so he did. He was riding in the turret when they came ashore and struck a mine, or something. He told us that at that point he basically became a cork in a champagne bottle. He said it was pretty surreal as he floated above the battle before it occurred to him, "oh, this is going to hurt."
His description of that event will undoubtedly be the last thing I remember from that course.
Every second year, a teacher in my high schools would recount his time in Vietnam. He spent his first 6mos there “in the Bush,” and the last 6 as a supply clerk - the luckiest 6mos of his life, he said. The stories he would tell during his 2-hr presentation were very unreal. He was my accounting teacher, but would give this presentation to the 10th grade history class. Those people in years he did not give that speech watched a video replay. It was both awesome in all the wrong ways, and damming of all things regarding most supply clerks who never spent time on the frontlines.
He mentioned during the presentation that those two hours were the only time he ever talks about his time in Vietnam, and anytime he heard somebody bragging about their greatness as a soldier he’d challenge them regarding their role/assignment. He said that without exception, the braggarts weren’t ever within 15 miles of the action.
The whole thing left a mark with me, and I witnessed it twice, once in 10th grade and another as a senior when he was my accounting teacher and had to take his students there.