Digging in with the Marines

[thedrifter]

sent to me by Cas............


Digging in with the Marines

By Martin Savidge
CNN

In our Behind the Scenes series, CNN correspondents share their experiences
in covering news and newsmakers around the world.

SOUTHERN IRAQ (CNN) -- I remember this item from the gear list the Marines
sent me more than a month ago detailing things I might want to pack for the
embed, as being assigned to cover a fighting unit is called. (Savidge:
Packing for war)

"E-tool" stands for entrenching tool, or collapsible shovel.

"Do I really need one?" I asked a Marine public affairs officer.

"No," he said. Then as an afterthought, he asked me what unit I was going to
be with on my assignment.

"The 1st Marine Division," I replied.

"Yeah, you'll probably need one," he finished.

A few weeks later, when the journalist embeds began, I arrived at the
forward Marine base with my trusty shovel, only to find everyone in tents.

We ended up sleeping on a wooden floor. The Marines, unlike Army soldiers,
don't use cots -- mainly because they're Marines. It doesn't matter whether
you're top brass or just a leatherneck, you use the same bed of plywood.
Fine by me.

A week later, we pushed off to the "DA," or departure area, from which the
Marines would launch their drive into southern Iraq. It was a three-hour
dirty, dusty drive in the back of a tracked armored vehicle.

The constant vibration and roaring of the engine had left me numb and had
worn the paint off my helmet where it rested against the inside wall. It was
just about dark when my cameraman Scottie McWhinnie and I tumbled out the
back. "What now?" I asked an officer.

"We dig," he answered.

We were in range of Iraqi artillery and Scud missiles. Digging a foxhole was
the best protection from both.

"Fine," I thought.

I grabbed my e-tool and struck. There was the sound of metal striking metal,
sparks flew and the handle of the shovel bent in my hands. The soil in this
part of the Kuwaiti desert was as soft as a New York sidewalk.

Then I heard it. A chorus of plinking noises rising from nearly a thousand
Marines as their shovels cleaved the Kuwaiti concrete.

"You've got to be kidding me!" I thought. I began to mutter not-so-nice
things about my colleagues back at the hotel in Kuwait City, tucking
themselves between nice white sheets. I had to dig my bed.

Two hours later, my hands cut and bruised, my e-tool in ruins, I stopped.

Scottie and I had scraped two holes in the ground barely 10 inches deep.
They looked like shallow graves. When we climbed in to test them, we found
they were too short. Either our heads or our feet stuck out. Too exhausted
to do anymore, we fell into them and went to sleep.

The Marines kept digging. Some worked eight hours to get a hole chest deep.

Since that night, I have dug many foxholes. We're getting better. Scottie
and I dig as a team, spelling each other. But we have to borrow a shovel --
ours passed on some time ago. I didn't have the strength to bury it.

Now whenever we arrive at a new location in Iraq to bed down, the first
thing I do is assess the situation. Not the war -- the ground.

When it comes to living with the Marines ... I dig it.

EDITOR'S NOTE:This report was written in accordance with Pentagon ground
rules allowing so-called embedded reporting, in which journalists join
deployed troops. Among the rules accepted by all participating news
organizations is an agreement not to disclose sensitive operational details.


Sempers,

Roger

[Super Dave]

Ohhh Rahh, I have to admit the press is really showing the country what out Marines are made of. We are the nation's best! There is no doubt about it at all!

[Art Petersn]

This is a great eye watering story.


CNN live interview with Martin Savidge on Sunday, 30 March 2003:
Martin Savidge of CNN, embedded with the 1st Marine battalion, 1st Marine
Division, was talking with 4 young Marines near his foxhole this morning
live on CNN. He had been telling the story of how well the Marines had been
looking out for and taking care of him since the war started. He went on to
tell about the many hardships the Marines had endured since the war began
and how they all look after one another. He turned to the four and said he
had cleared it with their commanders and they could use his video phone to
call home. None of these Marines had been able to talk with their families
for many weeks. The 19 year old Marine next to him asked Martin if he would
allow his platoon sergeant to use his call to call his pregnant wife back
home whom he had not been able to talk to in over a month. A stunned
Savidge, who was visibly moved by the request, nodded his head - yes. The
young Marine ran off to get the sergeant.

Savidge recovered after a few seconds and turned back to the three young
Marines still sitting with him. He asked which one of them would like to
call home first? The Marine closest to him responded without a moments
hesitation,"Sir, if is all the same to you we would like to call the parents
of a buddy of ours. Lance Cpl Brian Buesing of Cedar Key, Florida, who was
killed on the 23rd of March near Nasiriya. We would like to see how his
folks are doing and let them know their son died bravely."

At that Martin Savidge totally broke down and was unable to speak. All he
could get out before signing off was, "Where do they get young men like
this?"



Most would say these are just guys off the streets. But they aren't. They are just the best we have.