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My dad worked for the Des Moines Register & Tribune and we moved to Des Moines for high school. I and my brothers all played football for Roosevelt High and later for Drake University there in Des Moines. I graduated from high school in 1938 and enrolled at Drake.
Dillon also received the award for the highest academic standing by a graduating athlete his last year at Drake. Pretty impressive when you consider he was in law school, playing football, working in his spare time and raising a family.
Dillon was sent to Seymour Johnson Field in North Carolina for basic training and officer training. He was commissioned as a second lieutenant. From there he was sent to Yale to study communications codes and other material that required a top-secret classification.
When the war moved, so did we. We were moving to Belgium when the Battle of the Bulge started. We were all now carrying guns, primarily because of infiltration of Germans in American uniforms. We set up at Namur, Belgium. Because of the equipment we had to erect, it was pretty obvious what we were. On more than one occasion we had German planes penetrate our anti-aircraft batteries.
Bob and his fellow soldiers of the 71st Infantry Division landed at Le Harve, France in February 1945. They were placed onto cattle cars and hauled by train across northern France to Nancy, France where they relieved the 100th Division. Bob and the men of Company M saw their first action in March, pushing the Germans out of France. They ended up on the Rhine river near Spayer and Germanshein.
After they crossed the Rhine, Bob and the 71st fought their way through Germany to the Danube River. During this period of combat, Bob was promoted to First Sergeant of his company and was awarded the Bronze Star for his actions during combat. That is a lot to accomplish by the age of nineteen.
The other job that he enjoyed after the war ended was being a member of the 71st Division football team which won the 3rd Army Championship in Bavaria, Germany. Bob still has that championship football which is one of his special football memories.
After graduating in 1949, Bob followed his Dad into the coaching profession, starting his career at Olney, Texas. Bob coached at several schools to include his hometown of Ballinger. In the September 1963 issue of Sports Illustrated, the magazine did a special on Texas high school football. Featured was a photo of Bob exhorting his Ballinger team in the locker room before a game. The Ballinger player just to the left of Bob in the photo is Jim Slaughter, now the coach at A&M Consolidated.
Ralph E. Plagens will celebrate his 92nd birthday on February 22. He is quick to inform you that the Good Lord has been with him all of his life. He began to realize that while serving in the Army in Italy during World War II.
When we landed in Italy, I was part of Company K, 338th Infantry Regiment, 85th Infantry Division. After landing, we headed to Rome. After passing through Rome, all hell broke loose when we ran into the Germans again. We could always tell when the Germans were about to pull back because they would hit you with everything they had before retreating further north. I walked all across Italy and it seemed like I was walking up hill the whole time.
Bruce was raised in the Elkhart Community of Anderson County and graduated from Elkhart High. Mary Mazurek was raised in Bandera County and graduated from Utopia High. After graduation, Mary enrolled in nursing school in San Antonio and Bruce went to San Antonio and got a job in the records division at the hospital at Fort Sam Houston. It was there that he met and began to date Mary.
In January 1943, I joined the Marine Corps and was sent to Paris Island, South Carolina for 26 weeks. I remember one particular drill instructor who took a special interest in making my life miserable. If I ever got the chance, I think I would have tried to knock the hell out of that guy. But when I came ashore on Okinawa in 1945, the first person I met on the beach was that drill instructor. He recognized me and called out my name, held out his hand and then hugged me. I hugged him back. War can change your attitude about people.
After my basic training, I tested well enough to be assigned to communications school. Mary had graduated from nursing school and had received her commission as a 2nd Lieutenant. She was sent to Chicago for further training at Cooke County Hospital. After communications school, I was assigned as a radio/gunner for dive bombers and was to be sent to El Toro, California.
I went home and to San Antonio on leave where I was able to be with Mary who was back in San Antonio before leaving for Europe. There she was, an officer and a lady dating a PFC marine. It was to be our last date before the war was over.
Mary shipped out of New York to England and then followed the troops into France after the D-Day invasion. She was at a field hospital for much of the rest of the war Mary got to see, first hand, the terrible harm war can cause. I shipped to Hawaii where in early 1945, we headed to sea. When we boarded ship, our destination was unknown, but we were given a little booklet which we were to use to memorize our name, rank and serial number in Japanese. While at sea we received word we were heading to Iwo Jima. We were part of the greatest flotilla of ships ever assembled in the Pacific. Everywhere you looked were ships, one behind the other, but slightly offset. At night, the phosphorous in the water made a light stream along the side and behind each ship. It was an impressive sight.
When we reached Iwo, my unit was held in reserve which was fortunate for us because it was the bloodiest battle of the war at that time. But I was going to participate in the bloodiest battle of the war, Okinawa. When we went into Okinawa, I was part of an Air Force Support Control unit and our role was to provide close in aerial support for the troops on the ground with the main goal to not cause any casualties by 'friendly fire.' The Japanese bombed us and we were shelled by anti-personnel artillery. I remember one night when we were hit by aerial bombs and everything around us, to include our equipment, was full of holes, but no one was hit.
Hershell Eskue is a physically strong man, even at the age of 86. Having been a professional farrier, or horseshoer, from 1960 to 1995, a person would reason that is why he is a strong man at his age.
We were poor as a church mouse. In 1929 the Great Depression had hit and pretty much everyone was in trouble, not just us. As a teenager I was finally able to go to work with the CCC in 1938. We were allowed to work so long and were then discharged. I worked in Arizona and Colorado building roadside parks and doing erosion control jobs.
From New Zealand, we went to the Fiji Islands for some jungle training. From there, we were sent to Guadalcanal. Most of the heavy fighting was over by then. We conducted clean up operations for the next three months, taking out the last pockets of Japanese left on the island.
After Guadalcanal, Eskue and his unit were sent to invade Munda Island in the New Georgia Islands. Their objective was to capture an airfield the Japanese had in operation. It was an airfield that Eskue would never see.
We spent the first 14days on daylight patrols and sleeping in foxholes at night. The Japanese were hidden in pill boxes that were covered over. You could walk right over them and never see them. Until they wanted to be seen.
On July 28, 1943, we had a big push against a Japanese position. I was a squad leader and a member of my squad had been hit. I had the medics slide me a stretcher to put him on so we could get him out. I straddled him to get him on the stretcher and when I raised up to lift him onto the stretcher, I was hit in the right arm. At first I thought I had lost it.
I walked back down a trail to the field hospital and the next day I was taken by a Higgins boat to New Caledonia to a hospital. I eventually was sent back to the states on a casualty ship for surgery, eventually ending up at Brooks Army Hospital in San Antonio.
Life for Wesley E. Peel began on a farm in northeast Fannin County on Dec. 17, 1924. He attended a three-room school until the 10th grade when he transferred to Honey Grove High School, graduating in May 1942.
Peel and his unit were delivered to France and the war in Europe in December 1944, eventually being sent to Belgium at Malmedy, the site of the massacre of American prisoners of war by the German SS Troops. By the end of January 1944, Peel and his unit were at the German border at Elsenborn, Belgium.
As an engineer company, our priority duties were to clear mines and repair bridges. We worked around the clock in bitter cold and freezing mud. The wind blew so hard at times that it drove pellets of snow almost like shot into our face. By the end of January 1945, the Germans began the retreat to the Rhine. The wounded often died where they fell, not from their wounds but from the shock of the cold and frostbite and loss of blood.
Last year, he got to finish something that was left undone from 1943. Governor Rick Perry and the state legislature awarded high school diplomas to all those whose service in WWII interrupted their education. This occurred about the same time his granddaughter Misty Muoz received her degree and commission from the U. S. Military Academy at West Point.
It is said that time stands still for no man. For George Cox of the Cooks Point in Burleson County, time not only stood still but came roaring back on June 6, 2004, as he stood on Utah Beach Normandy for the 60th anniversary of the D-Day invasion..
The time that came back for him was June 6, 1944, a day that Cox, a scared young Texan, along with thousands of other scared young men, came ashore for the D-Day invasion of France. His photo above was taken beside a rock on Utah Beach, exactly where he came ashore 60 years prior.
Life for Cox began March 21, 1921, 88 years ago, in Houston. He attended and graduated from Milby High in Houston in 1941. That summer he married the bride of his life, Leona, and they have celebrated 67 years of marriage together.
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