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The Death Of Heroes
by Dick G (Login Dick Gaines)
Forum Owner
The Hill
January 8, 2003
The Right View
The death of heroes
By David A. Keene
A few years ago in the wake of the release of "Saving Private Ryan" and the
publication of Tom Brokaw's The Greatest Generation, it became almost
commonplace to note the passing of the generation of Americans who braved
the Great Depression, defeated the Nazis in Europe, the Japanese in Asia and
handed us all a richer, stronger and perhaps better nation than they'd
inherited.
The truth of that commonplace idea struck me as the New Year began with the
passing of two men I have known and admired. Joe Foss and Jay Hubbard both
died early on New Year's Day and neither will be forgotten by anyone who
knew them. Joe was 87 and Jay was 80.
They were both Marines. Joe was America's greatest ace, having downed some
26 Japanese planes during the defense of Guadalcanal in 1942. He was awarded
the Congressional Medal of Honor by President Roosevelt after having already
won the Silver Star, Bronze Star, Distinguished Flying Cross and Purple
Heart. He went on to become a television personality, was elected Governor
of South Dakota, Commissioner of the American Football League and President
of the National Rifle Association.
Tom Brokaw devoted an entire chapter to Joe's life in his book.
Jay spent World War II on the ground. He saw fierce fighting at
Bougainville, Emirau, Guam and Okinawa as U.S. forces fought their way back
across the Pacific following Pearl Harbor. After World War II, he too became
an aviator and managed to see two more wars as a pilot. He led the air
strikes in 1951 that made it possible for U.S. troops fighting in Korea
finally take what became known to history as "Heartbreak Ridge." He retired
as a brigadier general. The Marine Corps' aviation museum in Miramar,
Calif., is named for him and he won every medal that Foss wore with the
exception of the Congressional Medal of Honor.
Last year Jay told my son (his grandson) that while he enjoyed "Saving
Private Ryan," he found it impossible to sit through a more recent movie.
Mel Gibson's "We Were Soldiers" detailed the horrors that took place during
the battle for Vietnam's Ia drang Valley. Although Jay was in Vietnam when
the battle took place, that isn't what got to him. "We faced exactly the
same thing for four days at Bougainville," he told the boy, "and I just
didn't need to live through that again." He knew that Hell is just that
regardless of what you call it.
It is important that we forget neither these men nor what they did for us. A
year or so ago, Joe was flying to New York. He had his Medal of Honor in his
briefcase because he always feared losing it if he put it in his checked
baggage. The security guards who supposedly protect us from our newest
enemies tried to confiscate the medal as a potential weapon; the incident
that received national attention. "They had no idea what it was, but they
weren't about to take it away from me after what I had to do to earn it."
Joe told me. And they didn't.
These men were heroes and representative of the best of a generation that we
are losing. They were citizen warriors who lived and fought in a dangerous
world so that their children and grandchildren might live peacefully in one
that would be a little safer for their efforts.
But they both knew that their will be new battles to fight and that others
would have to do what they had done if we are to survive as a free people.
Jay noted that his grandfather, who was born in 1833, served as an officer
in the Union Army, recalling that: "he held me in his arms when I was an
infant … as … he had been held by his grandfather who was a young soldier in
our Revolutionary War. That somehow stirs me."
His sons, like Jay himself, were Marines and it was fitting that a few
months ago when his granddaughter enlisted in the Army she flew to
California to let him know.
I'm sorry they're gone. Joe and Jay both clung to life as valiantly as they
fought for our freedoms and both of them made it into the New Year. Jay had
told his family that making it to 2003, which marked both his 60th wedding
anniversary and the centennial of manned flight, was his final goal. Jay's
son might have been speaking for both he and Joe Foss when he said, "He may
have crash landed into 2003 with his landing gear up and engine afire, but,
by God, he made it."
But, then, heroes always do.
David Keene, chairman of the American Conservative Union, is a managing
associate with the Carmen Group, a D.C.-based governmental affairs firm
Posted on Jan 8, 2003, 8:24 PM
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by Dick G (Login Dick Gaines)
Forum Owner
The Hill
January 8, 2003
The Right View
The death of heroes
By David A. Keene
A few years ago in the wake of the release of "Saving Private Ryan" and the
publication of Tom Brokaw's The Greatest Generation, it became almost
commonplace to note the passing of the generation of Americans who braved
the Great Depression, defeated the Nazis in Europe, the Japanese in Asia and
handed us all a richer, stronger and perhaps better nation than they'd
inherited.
The truth of that commonplace idea struck me as the New Year began with the
passing of two men I have known and admired. Joe Foss and Jay Hubbard both
died early on New Year's Day and neither will be forgotten by anyone who
knew them. Joe was 87 and Jay was 80.
They were both Marines. Joe was America's greatest ace, having downed some
26 Japanese planes during the defense of Guadalcanal in 1942. He was awarded
the Congressional Medal of Honor by President Roosevelt after having already
won the Silver Star, Bronze Star, Distinguished Flying Cross and Purple
Heart. He went on to become a television personality, was elected Governor
of South Dakota, Commissioner of the American Football League and President
of the National Rifle Association.
Tom Brokaw devoted an entire chapter to Joe's life in his book.
Jay spent World War II on the ground. He saw fierce fighting at
Bougainville, Emirau, Guam and Okinawa as U.S. forces fought their way back
across the Pacific following Pearl Harbor. After World War II, he too became
an aviator and managed to see two more wars as a pilot. He led the air
strikes in 1951 that made it possible for U.S. troops fighting in Korea
finally take what became known to history as "Heartbreak Ridge." He retired
as a brigadier general. The Marine Corps' aviation museum in Miramar,
Calif., is named for him and he won every medal that Foss wore with the
exception of the Congressional Medal of Honor.
Last year Jay told my son (his grandson) that while he enjoyed "Saving
Private Ryan," he found it impossible to sit through a more recent movie.
Mel Gibson's "We Were Soldiers" detailed the horrors that took place during
the battle for Vietnam's Ia drang Valley. Although Jay was in Vietnam when
the battle took place, that isn't what got to him. "We faced exactly the
same thing for four days at Bougainville," he told the boy, "and I just
didn't need to live through that again." He knew that Hell is just that
regardless of what you call it.
It is important that we forget neither these men nor what they did for us. A
year or so ago, Joe was flying to New York. He had his Medal of Honor in his
briefcase because he always feared losing it if he put it in his checked
baggage. The security guards who supposedly protect us from our newest
enemies tried to confiscate the medal as a potential weapon; the incident
that received national attention. "They had no idea what it was, but they
weren't about to take it away from me after what I had to do to earn it."
Joe told me. And they didn't.
These men were heroes and representative of the best of a generation that we
are losing. They were citizen warriors who lived and fought in a dangerous
world so that their children and grandchildren might live peacefully in one
that would be a little safer for their efforts.
But they both knew that their will be new battles to fight and that others
would have to do what they had done if we are to survive as a free people.
Jay noted that his grandfather, who was born in 1833, served as an officer
in the Union Army, recalling that: "he held me in his arms when I was an
infant … as … he had been held by his grandfather who was a young soldier in
our Revolutionary War. That somehow stirs me."
His sons, like Jay himself, were Marines and it was fitting that a few
months ago when his granddaughter enlisted in the Army she flew to
California to let him know.
I'm sorry they're gone. Joe and Jay both clung to life as valiantly as they
fought for our freedoms and both of them made it into the New Year. Jay had
told his family that making it to 2003, which marked both his 60th wedding
anniversary and the centennial of manned flight, was his final goal. Jay's
son might have been speaking for both he and Joe Foss when he said, "He may
have crash landed into 2003 with his landing gear up and engine afire, but,
by God, he made it."
But, then, heroes always do.
David Keene, chairman of the American Conservative Union, is a managing
associate with the Carmen Group, a D.C.-based governmental affairs firm
Posted on Jan 8, 2003, 8:24 PM
from IP address 209.130.221.14