Veterans are honored this coming Monday.
These are just a few of the oral histories that the Library has of the brave men and women who fought to keep us free. These oral histories can be read at the Library.
WORLD WAR II
Wayne T. Gingerich
Wayne T. Gingerich was born in California, but after his
military service, he lived in Brigham City.
In a 2005 oral history interview, he said:
I was 17 when I joined the Navy and was sent to Hawaii. On the morning of Dec. 7, 1941, a few of us
guys were standing on a ship anchored off Pearl City when we saw these planes
coming. Someone said, “Are they
Germans?” Then we saw the red circles on
the planes, and we said “Oh, Japanese!”
We looked up, and saw the walls of one of the hangars on
Ford Island fall down, and then the roof came down. We dropped the hatch. My battle station was about 20 feet away at
the hoist that sent ammunition and powder back and forth. We sent it up, and they put it in the gun and
shot it. We went this way all during the
battle.
Finally we heard a tremendous blast! A bomb had hit the hawser and exploded
there. Guys were getting hit with
shrapnel, but I didn’t get hit. The next
morning they sent for me to come to the main deck in the hangar and help bring
these bodies down from the handling room.
We couldn't see anything during the attack, but later as
we went around Ford Island, we saw battle wagons burning and sitting on the
bottom. You don’t know what’s going on.
You’ve got a job to do, and you do it.
If you were topside and you saw all the bad things happening, it would
be different, but I didn’t see any of that.
LaVoy Udy
LaVoy Udy from Riverside was drafted into the Army during World War II. In a 2003 oral history interview, he said:
I was 21 when I was drafted and went to Europe. We got to Belgium for the Battle of the
Bulge That’s where we started combat. I
was driving a supply truck. The officer
there said, “We’ve got a load of German prisoners. Would you take them back for us?”
So they all loaded into my truck. I had so many that one sat up in the front
with me. He was just a young kid. I didn’t get scared until I looked over at
him and saw that my gun was next to him.
I was worried the whole time. It
wasn’t too far until we got to a stockade where they kept these prisoners. I just pulled up, and they unloaded without
incident.
We went in there two days before Christmas. In a letter, my wife wrote, “I’m so
glad! I read in the paper that every
serviceman will have turkey on Thanksgiving and Christmas.” So I wrote her back
and said, “What I had wasn’t turkey! We
had a blizzard, and I leaned against a tree and scraped the snow off a slice of
bread with burnt corn on top of it and half a peach. That was our dinner.”
Well, the war ended, and we came back to the States. We went into a building, and a man stood up
and said, “We want to welcome you back to America.” They put on a big spread of food for us,
which made up for the Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners we missed on the
front.
KOREA
Quinn Eskelsen
Quinn Eskelsen of Brigham City spent 40 months of overseas
military duty during World War II. After
the start of the Korean War, he served there.
He said about Korea:
I was Executive Officer in a Field Artillery
Battery. It wasn’t long until we were in
the front lines. We were actually above
the 38th Parallel and on the north side of the Imjim River when the
Chinese started one of their offensives.
They concentrated so much power in one place that we couldn’t stop
them. We were in jeopardy, but they did
get us out of there.
They started the peace talks at Panmunjom. It was kind of a stalemate. We’d backed off on some of the grounds that
we’d owned, and the enemy had occupied them and dug in. Then they decided we’d need those positions
because it overlooked the railroad they used to supply the troops. They spent that fall trying to get that
ground back. It was pretty disgusting to
have to do it all over again. During
WWII, we were there to win. The Korean
War was about the first one we ever got into that we weren’t going to win
outright, and we still don’t have that settled.
We were in combat all the time. During WWII, I probably had 35 to 40 days of
combat, and I was very fortunate to survive that. In Korea I had almost constant combat during
the whole year I was there.
When I got back to the States, I was still
assigned to the Reserve, but I finally resigned. One time I
thought about joining the National Guard, and then I decided, “No, I’ve had
enough.”
Dawn Reeder
Dawn Reeder of Corinne was drafted into the Army in August
of 1951 when he was 22 years old, and was sent to Korea. He said in a 2011 oral history interview:
I was assigned to the 3rd Infantry Division, to
the Medical Battalion. I had the job of
chauffeuring the Division Surgeon, the chief doctor in the Infantry Division of
22,000 men. I thoroughly enjoyed that
because he wanted to be on the spot.
Every time there was some action taking place on the front line, we went
up there to see if the medical facilities were all working. We had some exciting times because whenever
he went up, there was action going on.
It was exciting. I was trained to
be a medic, and I got a chance to use that training. I learned a lot from him. I helped bring in a lot of wounded.
After my six months with
the Colonel, I went to church one
day, and they had a new chaplain. Because he could speak Spanish, they assigned
him to the Puerto Rican regiment. They
were mostly Catholic. I was transferred
over to be his driver. So for the next
six months I drove for this chaplain
We had Sunday meetings. He'd have
two or three meetings for the Puerto Ricans, and then we'd have one or two LDS
meetings. It was good. I feel like it was worthwhile to the
boys. I was in Korea for one year. Half of that time I was working to improve
the men's physical health and the other half their spiritual well-being.
VIETNAM
Clifford Green
Clifford Green of Brigham City served in Vietnam and
received the Purple Heart after being wounded twice during combat. In a 2004 interview he said:
I got to Vietnam July 16, 1967 and was assigned to a Special
Unit called the 196th Light Infantry Brigade. We supported the 75th Rangers and
the Marines. Shortly after that, I
received my first wound in combat action.
I remember how scared I was. I
was just 19, and we got into a firefight.
It was in a plantation-type place.
The first thing I felt was a sharp pain in my arm, and I couldn’t move
it. They loaded me into the
helicopter. I remember going out and
coming in, and I remember landing. They
put me in the ambulance-type truck to take me to the hospital. You’ve seen those trucks on M.A.S.H. It looked just like that. When they put me in, they took off, and the
thing kind of bounced. The guy above me
fell on me face-first, and he was dead.
I couldn’t move him, so I had to ride that way ‘til we got to the
hospital. The Purple Heart medal was for
the second time I was wounded.
Back at home, I started having nightmares. One of the worst things I ever did in my life
was when I was asleep downstairs on my bed, and my mom came down and woke me up
by just grabbing me. Before I knew it, I
had her against the wall in a choke-hold.
Until the day she died, she always woke me up with a broomstick. I apologized to her, and she understood, but
it scared me so bad that the reaction was still there. I got home with my life, and I love this
country. I will to my dying day, but I
still have the nightmares.
Charles Earl
Charles Earl, a native of Brigham City, was was drafted into
the Army. In an interview in 2010, he
told of his military experiences:
I was drafted in 1966 and went to Vietnam. We were right out in the jungle. As a matter of fact, we built our own barracks
underground, covered them with coconut trees and put sandbags on top of the
trees. We'd live in those
underground. A lot of nights we would
set bobby traps out around our perimeter area.
If one would go off, we'd shoot a flare into the air to light up the
place. If we saw any movement, we'd
shoot again. The next morning when it
got light, we'd go out and see. A lot of
times we'd shoot animals by mistake. If
we'd get deer or wild pigs, we let the Vietnamese have them. They cooked them and ate them.
One day we were cutting down coconut trees, and a little boy
came up and said, “Here. They want me to give you this.” I looked in his hand and saw a hand grenade
with the pin pulled. I grabbed his hands
and called for the guys to get something to put into the pinhole of this
grenade.
A problem I've had to deal with is that in Vietnam before
they'd land their helicopters and their guns, they'd clear out the foliage
using Agent Orange before they dropped the guys in. I got a really rare disease
called amyloidosis from that. The doctor said, “You've got amyloidosis in your
kidneys. I give you 6 months.” That was 8 or 9 years ago.
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