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We often forget just how much so many have sacrificed for us to be able to enjoy the rich bounties this nation offers.

My wife’s grandfather is a member of the Greatest Generation, and is truly a great Ameri-can. It was not until recently that he spoke with our family about some of what he endured during his years of serving in the Army in the European Theater during World War II. His stories of some of the situations he both suffered and persevered through battle resonated with me in ways that other media has previously failed to do. A.I. Smith, like so many of our citizens, valiantly defended our country’s freedoms and sovereignty against those that wanted to see its successes vanquished and its citizenry controlled.

It is out of a sense of awe and respect that we at The Covington News and The Rockdale News felt the need to begin memorializing our community’s veterans. This is especially urgent for World War II veterans, who are being lost at a rate of 600 a day.

This Memorial Day, we will produce our first print publication and launch our permanent on-line repository of articles, photos and videos that honor those who have done so much for all of us. The staff and I feel this is the least we can do, as a thank you to those who protect our freedoms. Sincerely,Charles Hill Morris, Jr.

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TAble of Contents

Surviving the the Day of Infamy5

Fighting for justice at Gaudalcanal4

Marine recon survives brutal Pacific battles3

Surviving ‘The Battle for Anzio’10

Tanker survives ‘The Burning Grave’66

7 Miracle over Europe

Pacific TheaTer

euroPean TheaTer

iTalian/n. african TheaTer

By Pete Mecca

By Pete Mecca

By Pete Mecca

By Pete Mecca

By Pete Mecca

By Pete Mecca

Garrison fights along-side Chinese

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Missing in jungles of Burma

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13 Keeping the fires burning at home

14 Tuskegee Airman on the fight to serve

china/Burma/india

homefronT

By Pete Mecca

By Pete Mecca

By Jessica Smith

By Bryan Fazio

Submitted photo

Thank you to Pete Mecca, author of “A Veteran’s Story” series. For more Veteran’s Stories, go to www.aveteransstory.us

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The Hawaiian Islands and Philip-pine Archipelago were familiar in name only to most Americans on

Dec. 7, 1941, but even fewer recognized the names of locations where men died: Pearl Harbor, Wake Island, Bataan, and Corregidor, to mention a few.

Other Pacific Islands in the middle of nowhere soon shaped dinner conversations on the home front: Tarawa, Guadalcanal, Guam, Eniwetok, Saipan, Tinian, Iwo Jima, and Okinawa.

Lesser-publicized Pacific battles faded into history as the island-hopping cam-paign moved ever closer to mainland Ja-pan.

American boys fought, died and far too many attained the inglorious title of MIA for eternity on specks of sand or in dense jungles with names like Buna-Gona, Huon Peninsula, Tarakan, Balikpapan, Vella Lavella, Noemfoor, and Morotai.

Ralph Dunlap landed and reconnoitered Japanese-controlled islands in the middle of nowhere as a member of Marine recon.

Armed only with a Ka-bar knife, Dun-lap and the crafty warriors of Marine recon gathered pre-invasion intelligence in an at-tempt to lessen the casualties amongst the landing forces hitting the beaches.

Slipping ashore in a rubber dingy or silently breast-stroking through shark-in-fested waters, Dunlap surveyed 50 Pacific Islands.

“They weren’t all occupied,” he said. “But problem was, several of the ‘uninhab-ited’ islands turned out to be occupied. We were told Yogachi Shima was uninhabited, but nobody told the 300 Japanese on the island that they weren’t there. They blew two of our boats out of the water.”

Dunlap spoke of Saipan.

“The island was scenic, but war had de-stroyed a good bit of that beauty.” Pausing to grin, Dunlap recalled, “The Japs had built a sake (liquor) distillery in Naha, Saipan’s capital. The boys who took the distillery consumed ‘the spoils of war,’ so to speak.

“They weren’t in fighting condition for two days. The brass was upset, to say the least.”

Dunlap reconnoitered atolls, coral reefs, and jagged rock-strewn islands with names like Tsuken Shima, Takabonari, Zamami Shima, Iki Shima, Kangoku Rock, and dozens more. He recalled one small island Marine recon surveyed named Ie Shima.

“It was near Okinawa,” Dunlap said. “We were there when Pulitzer Prize-win-ning war correspondent Ernie Pyle was killed. He was called ‘the soldier’s report-er,’ but the truth is most of the grunts on Ie Shima didn’t mourn for Ernie. He was an-other guy, just another casualty, one more American lost on a God-forsaken Pacific Island. I know that sounds cold-hearted, but war numbs your senses. It drains your humanity, and death soon becomes an ac-ceptable way of life.”

Dunlap and the pathfinders of Ma-rine recon helped pave the way for other 18-year-old Marines packed like sardines in fully-loaded Higgins boats, all praying, all dreaming of home or a sweetheart, all thinking the “other guy” wouldn’t make it out. Dunlap’s monthly Marine salary was $50.

Dunlap’s recon unit has periodic re-unions in New Orleans.

At the first reunion, 300 Marines met to reminisce.

Last year, there were fewer than 40. - Pete Mecca

Marine recon survives brutal Pacific battles

Pacific

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Ralph Dunlap as a young Marine (left). Dunlap and his bride

After Pearl Harbor, African-Amer-icans wanted to fight for their country. A select few obtained the

toughest training available: the U.S. Marine Corps.

Recruiting began on June 1, 1942. Black men volunteered in droves, but under seg-regation, they were trained separately in a snake-infested area of Camp Lejeune, N.C., called Montford Point.

Theodore R. Britton was one of the select few.

He recalled, “I wanted the best; I wanted the United States Marine Corps.” His path to becoming a Marine was fraught with stereo-types. Britton recalled, “The Commandant of the Marines, Thomas Holcomb, publicly stat-ed that if given a choice between 5,000 white Marines versus 500,000 black Marines, he’d rather have white Marines because black men can’t fight.”

The Montford Point Marines did their share of walking through hostile territory in the South Pacific, but primarily as support troops, stretcher bearers, and ammo carriers.

They finally entered combat on the island of Saipan.

The new Commandant of the Marine Corps, Lt. Gen. Alexander A. Vandergrift, after reviewing reports of conspicuous gal-lantry by black Marines, announced, “Negro Marines are no longer on trial. They are Ma-rines, period!”

Britton served on Guadalcanal for eight months.

“The fighting was over, so I frequented the library. I fell in love with books and read everything I could get my hands on: phi-losophy, geography, chemistry and history, among others. Books whetted my interest in international affairs and diplomacy.”

After the war, Britton earned a degree from

NYU in banking and finance. He covered several Central American countries for the American Baptist Convention. After serving in England and Spain to achieve expertise in housing, he accepted a job at the Federal Department of Housing and Urban Develop-ment.

On the recommendation of South Caroli-na Sen. Strom Thurmond, Britton received an ambassadorship in 1974 to Barbados and Grenada.

He served as Special Representative to An-tigua, Dominica, St. Lucia, St. Vincent, and St. Kitts-Nevis-Anguilla.

Ambassador Britton has visited more than 150 countries, served in peace initiatives in the Middle East, and in 2009 was awarded the degree of Doctor of Laws (Honoris Cau-sa) by Kristal University in Tirana, Albania.

From a sermon by Chaplain Roland Gittle-sohn at the dedication of the Iwo Jima cem-

etery, 1945: “We dedicate ourselves, first, to live together in peace the way they fought and are buried in war. Here lie officers and men, Negroes and whites, rich men and poor … together. Here are Protestants, Catholics and Jews, together. Here no man prefers an-other because of his faith or despises him be-cause of his color. Among these men, there is no discrimination. No prejudice. No hatred. Theirs is the highest and purest democracy.”

- Pete Mecca

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Fighting for justice at Gaudalcanal

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Theodore Britton as a young Marine.

The Mayor and City Council of the City of Porterdale honor the sacred memory of the 21 Newton County servicemen, those of “The Greatest Generation,” killed in action during World War II. In honor of allof our men and women who served, the Citydedicated its newest park, “The Porterdale Veterans’ Memorial Park,” in February of 2013.

Pacific

H amilton Field near San Francis-co: 9 p.m. Unarmed and unes-corted, with fuel tanks filled to

the max, 13 B-17 Flying Fortresses take off at 15-minute intervals.

The heavy bombers would fly all night across the vast Pacific Ocean. Fifteen hours later and low on fuel, a B-17 began its base leg approach straight down the canal to-ward the airfield. A 21-year-old co-pilot glanced at his watch: 8 a.m. The date: Dec. 7, 1941.

Ten minutes earlier, at 7:50 a.m., Impe-rial Japanese Commander Mitsuo Fuchida had slid back the canopy on a Nakajima B5N2 “Kate” torpedo bomber and fired a green flare to signal the attack on Ameri-ca’s Pacific Fleet moored at Pearl Harbor.

Second Lt. Ernest “Roy” Reid, the young co-pilot of the B-17, noticed thick, black, oily smoke billowing above the harbor.

He recalled, “I asked the pilot what the

heck was going on. He told me, ‘It’s the local natives burning sugar cane.’ I kept thinking, ‘When did they start growing sugar cane on water?’”

Now at 600 feet and turning for a final approach, Reid was shocked by what he saw on Hickam Field in Hawaii. “There were at least six planes burning fiercely on the ground. I knew we were at war.” To confirm his conclusion, two Japanese fighters jumped the B-17 and raked it with machine gun fire.

Reid said, “Tracer bullets poured by our wings and filled the inside with lead. We went full-throttle with the thought of head-ing for cloud cover, but the ship started filling with smoke. We realized we had no choice but to land.”

The tracers had ignited the pyrotechnics amid ships. The pilot yanked the throttles off and Reid popped the landing gear.

He said, “We hit the ground hard and

bounced because we couldn’t see much due to the smoke. Then the tail came down. The bomber buckled and broke apart in the middle where the fire had burned through.”

The crew scrambled out of the damaged bomber and ran for safety. Their flight sur-geon, 1st Lt. William Schick, was aboard Reid’s B-17 and had received a leg wound. Lt. Schick was still able to run, but a Japa-nese Zero piloted by PO1c Takashi Hirano strafed the airfield and mortally wounded the young surgeon. Notwithstanding, Hira-no’s Zero was too low and failed to pull up. With its belly tank crushed and blade tips on the propeller bent, the Zero spiraled out of control. Hirano died in the crash.

With singed hair and minimal wounds, the crew did what they could on that “Day of Infamy,” then hunkered down to survive the second attack wave by the Japanese.

Reid sent what was possibly the last wireless cable out of Pearl Harbor on Dec.

7, 1941. To his wife, it read: “Am safe, Wire Mother, Love Roy.”

Roy Reid continued the war in the Pacif-ic as the commander of his own B-17. He completed 50 combat missions. As co-pi-lot of the B-17 that broke apart on Hickam Field during the attack on Pearl Harbor, Reid is credited with being a crewmember of the first American airplane shot down in World War II.

- Pete Mecca


Surviving the the Day of Infamy

Submitted photo /The NewsRoy Reid was co-pilot of the first plane shot down at Pearl Harbor.

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During the Civil War, Gen. Wil-liam Tecumseh Sherman suf-fered a ‘‘breakdown” and was

sent home on leave to recover. A sufferer of depression and mood swings, Sherman endured the humiliation of being labeled ‘‘insane’’ by the Cincinnati Commercial newspaper. At Vicksburg, journalists re-ferred to Sherman as a “lunatic.”

Via the ‘lend-lease’ program during World War II, England named American tanks after Civil War generals. The Medi-um Tank M4 was christened the Sherman. The moniker stuck. So did references to their crews as “insane” or “lunatics.”

The Shermans guzzled highly flamma-ble gasoline; the German Panzers used safer diesel. A round from a Sherman bounced off a Panzer’s thick armor, but a high-velocity round from a Panzer ef-fortlessly penetrated a Sherman’s thin armor. The Germans dubbed British sol-diers “Tommies” and their Sherman tanks “Tommycookers.”

The Ronson cigarette lighter carried by our GIs advertised its reliability with the phrase, “Lights first time, every time.’’ American and British boys called the Sherman the “Ronson.” Polish tankers were more poignant; they called the Sher-man “The Burning Grave.”

Freeman Barber survived World War II in a Sherman tanker in Europe. That he lived to tell the tale is a testament to skill, cunning and bunches of luck.

World War II was Barber’s first time away from home.

“I sailed on a Liberty ship from New Jersey across the pond,’’ he said. “One night, we had pork chops for dinner, hit rough seas, lost the pork chops.”

Barber disembarked at Lehavre, France, with the 8th Armored Division and en-tered the fray. German Panzers weren’t the only threat. Barber recalled, “Their 88mm anti-aircraft gun was a frightful weapon. They’d just level the barrel and pick off Shermans like sitting ducks.”

In early 1945, Allied forces reached the Rhine River. Freeman said, “I watched 17 Shermans attempt to cross the Rhine; only two made it. Our company commander said, ‘No way my men are trying that,’ and we didn’t, thank God.”

During one encounter, the 75mm gun on Barber’s Sherman jammed.

“I tried to retrieve a bell-housing type rod we used to clear the barrel,” he said. “Machine gun rounds were ‘bing, bing, binging’ off the side of our tank. Thank goodness another Sherman neutralized that threat before one of those bings binged me.”

Weeks later on a snowy mountain route, Barber was topside when an 88mm shell whizzed over his head.

He said, “Before I had time to react, another round hit below us. Then I saw a vivid blue flash coming right at me. It missed my head by inches.” The camou-flaged anti-aircraft gun was quickly oblit-erated.

Barber was the crew’s forager. He re-

called, “Moving through a German vil-lage, I jumped off the tank and went in-side a house to forage for food. The phone

kept ringing, so I finally answered the darn thing. A German officer on the other end wanted the coordinates on our Sher-man for his mortar crew.

“I spoke a little German so I told him, ‘I don’t have time to mess with you,’ and hung up the phone. Bet that upset him a bit.”

In closing, Barber said, “Uh, did I tell you how I almost burned down the Gen-eral’s house at Fort Knox?”

- Pete Mecca


Tanker survives ‘The Burning Grave’


(Clockwise) Sherman Tanks lined up

(Bottom) Freeman Barber as a young solder.

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Freeman Barber today.

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As in life, there are miracles in war. Jim Armstrong’s exploits as a B-17 pilot speak volumes about

amazing survival, but one of his waist gun-ners, Olen Grant, lived to tell a story beyond belief.

Sept. 6, 1943 – Stuttgart, Germany: Of 338 B-17s that bomb Stuttgart that day, at least 45 Flying Fortresses and their crews are lost. Not one bomb hit the intended target.

German fighters ambush Jim Armstrong and his crew immediately after the disas-trous bombing run.

“They shot us to pieces,” he said. “I tried to reach cloud cover, but we didn’t quite make it.”

Fire erupts behind the pi-lot’s seat. Armstrong’s hair is singed, his face and hands burned. Waist gunner Olen Grant takes a round in his right temple that exits through his right eyeball. Attempting to aid Grant, the top turret gunner dies in-stantly from a round through his head.

As the German fighters press the attack, Pilot Armstrong knows the B-17 is doomed. He orders ‘‘hit the silk’’ over German-occu-pied France.

For better chances of survival, Arm-strong “trims” the heavy bomber for level flight, then parachutes from the Fortress. In the confusion, two flyboys are left aboard the B-17: the dead top turret gunner and waist-gunner Grant.

Armstrong recalled, “We were already

dangerously low, so I was able to watch the bomber glide down. It never banked or nosedived; it stayed level as if landing itself. I couldn’t believe it. She made a perfect

belly-landing, wheels up, in a sugar beet field all by her lonesome.”

The sugar beet field was next to an airfield near the town of Etrepagny in Nor-mandy. The Germans dis-patched troops and a French ambulance to the scene, thinking an American pilot had crash-landed the B-17, which meant possible survi-vors were aboard, and more importantly, feasible intelli-gence material.

French firemen extin-guished the flames, and

the Germans searched for survivors. Olen Grant was still alive. Helped to his feet, Grant walked out of the B-17 under his own power into the waiting ambulance. Bleed-ing profusely, his right eyeball dangling on his right cheek, Grant was taken to a local hospital, stabilized, then ferried to a Ger-man Air Force (Luftwaffe) hospital in Paris.

His right eye could not be saved, but Grant made a complete recovery and even-tually came home in a prisoner swap. He now resides in Hot Springs, Ark.

Armstrong’s own odyssey is worthy of a book. Initially fed and hidden by French vil-lagers, Armstrong later walked undetected for 50 miles in the direction of Paris. One family (ironically Russians) gave Arm-

strong milk, butter, a change of clothes, an apple and a satchel of food.

Eventually found and safeguarded by the French Resistance, Armstrong was taken to the coastal town Douarnenez and joined 31 other airmen for a boat ride back to En-gland.

Armstrong said, “I’ll always be grateful to the French people. Many paid with their lives to help Allied airmen.”

Armstrong retired several years ago after a long career as a Presbyterian minister.

- Pete Mecca


Miracle over Europe

submitted photo /The News

A B-17 breaks into pieces as it is shot down.


Jim Armstrong as a young pilot

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The Germans were completely surprised as Allied forces swarmed ashore at 2 a.m. Jan. 22, 1944, near the Italian prewar resort towns of Anzio and Nettuno. With almost no opposi-tion, the Anglo-American armies pushed inland and secured a 15-mile stretch of Italian beach.

By midnight, combat engi-neers had cleared mines, laid corduroy roads, bulldozed exits off the beach and readied the port of Anzio to receive ships loaded down with supplies. Then the Al-lies made a decision that still is controversial.

Because of stiffened German resistance, an order was given to stop the advance to consolidate and reorganize the invasion forc-es, a decision that also gave the German High Command time to reinforce its defensive positions. The four-month bloodbath that followed was known as The Battle for Anzio.

When Jack Simpson’s 105mm tracked howitzer crew landed on Anzio Beach, they immediately dug in.

He said, “We dug foxholes right next to the howitzer and covered ourselves with anything we could get our hands on. The Germans shelled us, their planes strafed our positions, snipers tried to pick us off, and spent anti-aircraft shells from our own ships peppered our position on the beach.”

Twenty miles inland and safely hidden behind the Alban Hills, two colossal Ger-

man railroad guns, Robert and Leopold, rained death and de-struction on Allied troops.

Simpson said, “We didn’t know there were two guns, so we nicknamed the behemoths Anzio Annie. She wasn’t a lady, that’s for sure. Imagine a freight train passing over your head. That’s what it sounded like.”

Nighttime offered no let up. “Parachute flares kept the

beach lit up and naval vessels fired all night, but so did the Germans. Our howitzer fired 10 rounds on the half-hour to keep the Germans on their toes. Then, of course, they’d fire back to keep us on our toes. I really don’t know how we maintained our sanity, but we did.”

Death came from land, sea and air.“Men would simply disappear in an ex-

plosion; so would a ship. We’d watch huge formations of B-17s flying overhead, see the planes hit, catch on fire, then spiral from the sky. The most sickening sight was see-ing German fighters machine-gun helpless airmen in their parachutes.”

The Germans poured seasoned soldiers like the 4th Parachute and crack troops from the Hermann Goering Division into the re-gion. Outside the town of Cisterna, 767 U.S.

Army Rangers walked into an enemy am-bush staged by units from 36 enemy battal-ions massing for a counterattack. Only six Rangers made it out.

Heavily reinforced, both sides slugged it out for four months. Eventually the Ger-mans outnumbered the Allies, but Allied naval power and air superiority made the difference.

Simpson said, “We lived through four

months of hell. I don’t know how anybody survived.”

The Allied “breakout” came in late May 1944. Simpson’s unit, the 45th Infantry Di-vision, was the first to arrive in Rome.

He said, “The Italians showered us with flowers, kisses and a whole lot of wine. That was a pleasant change.”

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Surviving ‘The Battle for Anzio’


Two German railroad guns, nicknamed Anzio Annie, rained shells on Allied troops on Anzio Beach. (Left) Jack Simpson today, top, and as a young man, below.

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Garrison fights alongside Chinese


Bill Garrison as a young pilot in 14th Air Force, 3rd Fighter Group, 8th Fighter Squadron.

If present-day students are fortunate enough to find World War II men-tioned in their history books, they’ll

most likely study battles fought in North Africa, Europe and the Pacific. The CBI Theater is habitually cited as a footnote.

The China-Burma-India Theater did not receive the recognition or the respect that it deserved. The reason is simple: CBI was a back-water, unglamorous battle in disease-ridden jungles and/or ungodly mountain topography that few combat journalists cared to cover.

The painted Tiger-shark nose on the legendary P-40 Flying Tigers is the best-known CBI icon, but few Americans can knowledgeably discuss the commando unit known as Merrill’s Marauders, or, as the loyal indigenous peoples called them, Kachin.

To mention the “Hump” may evoke vi-sions of camels, but the resupply route to our troops and Chinese allies over the Hi-malayan Mountain Range (the “Hump”) cost 594 airplanes either lost, missing, or simply written off, along with 1,659 per-sonnel.

Via Oran, North Africa, and Bom-bay, India, Bill Garrison flew across the “Hump” to Kunming, China, to join Claire Chennault’s 14th Air Force, 3rd Fighter Group, 8th Fighter Squadron.

“I flew over the Hump in suntans (kha-kis),” he said. “Ice and frost had formed inside the cargo plane and sifted down like snow. Almost froze to death.”

Garrison repaired combat-damaged aircraft like the P-40 fighters and P-38 reconnaissance planes. He also worked on and loaded bombs on B-25 Mitchell twin-engine medium bombers.

His six Chinese ground crew members spoke pidgin-English.

Smiling, Garrison recalled, “We mod-ified a belly tank on a P-40 for ‘critical’ supply flights to India for peanut butter and British gin.”

Garrison spent 28 months shuffling back and forth from several bases like Lingling, Kweilin, Liuchow, and An Kang, depending on which side was win-ning the war at any given moment. He survived more than 100 bombing raids.

He said, “After a bombing raid, the Jap-anese would come in low at 500 or 600 feet and let their gunners strafe the airfield and personnel.

“My crew and I scavenged 50 cal. ma-chine guns off junked P-40s and crafted twin-mounted anti-aircraft weapons. We killed a few Japanese pilots. I noticed they stayed a lot higher after that.”

Recalling the Chinese contributions, Garrison said, “Those people took a ter-rific beating from the Japanese because they supported us, but they never gave up. I had a lot of respect for them.”

With aircraft stationed close to the fighting, snipers or infiltrators were al-ways a problem.

Garrison said, “One day in the chow line, a guy just dropped dead in front of us. Then we heard the rifle crack. They were that close.

“The Japanese also infiltrated our bases just to kill a guard in order to spook the Chinese. Shoot, they spooked us, too!”

Forced by the Japanese to evacuate sev-eral bases, Garrison recalled a certain day when all hell broke loose.

“There was gunfire and tracers and explosions everywhere. I grabbed my carbine and ran outside. An officer said, ‘Celebrate, Garrison, the war is over.’

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Minnie Lee Williams refused to accept the notion her son Johnny Williams would never

return from World War II. She took in laun-dry to help augment her husband’s earnings from his shoe repair shop on Green Street in Olde Town Conyers and on occasion took out her son’s clothes, too. Minnie washed and ironed Johnny’s clothes as if he still lived at home, as if he would still be coming home, as if he was still alive.

Johnny G. Williams joined the Army in March 1941 before his country entered World War II. He was among the first Af-ro-Americans to train at the ERTC — En-gineer Replacement Training Center at Fort Belvoir, Va.

After completing additional training at Fort McClellan, Ala., Johnny’s next port-of-call was CBI, the China-Burma-India The-ater of operations. His unit, the 76th Light

Pontoon Engineering Company, would be building an engineering marvel, the Ledo Road. The road started in India, weaved through virtually impenetrable Burma, and eventually lengthened into China to estab-lish an overland route to resupply the war effort raging from Chinese soil.

If not fighting off marauding Japanese or dodging in-coming artillery as well as ene-my airplanes, the Ledo Road engineers bat-tled knee-deep mud, typhus-carrying mites, poisonous snakes, Monsoon downpours, malaria bearing mosquitoes, jungle insects and the biggest leeches in the world. Annual rainfall averaged 120 inches in valleys; 140 inches in mountains.

Normally, the 76th constructed bridges and pontoons across hazardous rivers like the Tarung, Lamung, and Magwitang, but in early August 1944, the forces of Command-ing General Joseph “Vinegar Joe” Stillwell

were fighting a tenacious enemy count-er-attack and called for backup. The only reinforcements available were the combat engineers.

On Aug. 19, 1944, SSgt. Johnny Williams and six other Americans took off from Shin-gbwiyang on a C-47 cargo plane to reinforce Allied militaries near the town of Myitkyina. The C-47 and its human cargo were never heard from again. The thick, unforgiving jungles of Burma had claimed more souls.

One of Johnny’s nephews, Pastor Aldren Sadler, Sr. of the Church of New Beginnings, said, “Diplomatic relations have recent-ly improved with Myanmar (Burma) and the door is gradually opening for recovery teams to enter areas where downed aircraft have been reported. Our family hopes that one day Johnny can actually come home.”

A chunk of granite in front of the Rock-dale County Court House records the names

of Rockdale residents who lost their lives in World War I and World War II. Johnny G. Williams’ name is etched into granite on the bottom left.

- Pete Mecca


Missing in jungles of Burma


One of the only remaining pictures of Johnny Williams in uniform.

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Alice Stallings defies one’s expec-tations of a 93-year-old woman. Her style and humor are posi-

tively contemporary. Through her voice, the World War II era doesn’t seem so removed and separate. During the war, while her husband, PFC James Stallings, made his way through North Africa, France, Germany and Italy with the Army Med-ical Corps, Stallings operated one of Conyers’ first salons, Nifty Beauty Shop, on Center Street.

The couple was married only 15 months before he shipped overseas. It would be four long years before she set sight on him again. “I had no earthly idea it would be that long,” she said. “I didn’t have hopes of any certain time, but I figured he would make it back to me.”

To this day, a little more than a year after he passed away, Stallings glows when she talks about her partner of nearly 70 years. They met crossing the street in his hometown of Li-thonia. It was love at first sight, for him. “The little old ladies of the town had been going on about him and thought we would make a good couple.” James had been away attend-ing mortuary school. It took a few more dates for her, but eventually she discovered what

all the fuss was about. Correspondence in war time was often

spotty. She would go through long periods without a letter, and then receive a big batch all at once. Many portions of the letters were

blacked out — intelligence monitored mail and removed any sections mentioning loca-tion and other sensitive details. Fortunately for her, James was an excellent letter writer. “It was just as though he were saying it to me.”

Another way they commu-nicated was through wounded

soldiers. Before seriously injured men were shipped home, James would tell those des-tined for Lawson General Hospital in Atlanta to contact his wife. Stallings would often re-ceive calls from the soldiers, and she lived vi-cariously visiting them in the hospital. “They were so thrilled to see somebody and tell me where he was and what he was doing there,” she said. Never one to arrive empty-handed, Stallings came bearing home-cooked picnics.

She decided not to inform her husband she had bought a beauty shop because she didn’t want him to fret about home-front happen-ings. “I never told him until I paid it off,” she said. “I knew he had enough to worry about over there.” Her clientele was largely wom-

en coming off their shift at the mill. Another accomplishment Stallings acquired during the war was cooking. She learned during her boardinghouse stay at Kate Smith’s house on Milstead Avenue.

The war-time rationing that most affected Stallings was gas and shoes. To make the journey to her parents’ cotton farm in Carl-ton, she and a friend would pool gas rations and still have to buy bootleg gas, at the in-flated rate of 25 cents per gallon, to make it home. Shoes were limited to two pairs per year. “It wasn’t a hardship to me at all,” she said. “I worked at keeping up my spirits and I was fortunate to have my girlfriends.”

Though she said their reunion was “next to heaven,” it didn’t exactly come off according to plan. Expecting him to arrive via bus, she

didn’t count on his impatience and ingenuity finding fellows to pool in for a taxi. With a new dress laid out, but still in an old chenille robe with her hair in curlers, she heard foot-steps on the stairs hours earlier than planned.

She thought the war might change him, perhaps make him bitter, but it did not. “He was the same sweet, considerate person,” she said. “He always made the best of every situ-ation and had a bushel of patience.”

One of things Stallings attributes her lon-gevity to is genes — both physical, her moth-er lived to be 97, and mental. “I’ve always enjoyed life. No matter how bad things were, mother would convince us it would get bet-ter, and it usually did.”

- Jessica Smith

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Submitted photo /The News(Top) Alice Stallings, left, corresponded with her newlywed husband James Stallings through letters that would be delivered sporadically and messages from patients sent home. (Left) Stallings today.

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World War II brought out ex-traordinary feats of valor, service and sacrifice of every-

day Americans. But during this time, many servicemen and women found themselves fighting for freedom abroad while at home, they were denied the basic freedoms and dignities they had defended.

Tuskegee Airman and Stockbridge resi-dent Val Archer served in the U.S. Army at a time when the country was a very different place.

In those days, even German prisoners of war were given more basic dignities in some ways than black Americans serving in the military.

“They could go to certain places on bases where we were training that we could not,” said Archer. “[Prisoners of war] could go to the Base Exchange and the base theater, and there were seating arrangements where they could sit where they wanted to, and we were either stuck in the balcony, if there were a balcony, or some segregated area at the movies.”

Life in the 1940s was restricted for black Americans, especially in the more presti-gious career fields and activities. And with a war ongoing and the boom of technology that came with it, there were few fields more prestigious than aviation.

A resilient and patriotic group, now known as the Tuskegee Airmen, had a small chance at the opportunity of the wild blue yonder thanks to an experiment by the U.S. government to train blacks to become pilots.

In 1944, Archer was a 15-year-old high school dropout who had just lost his mother and was looking for a path into adulthood. Archer grew up in Chicago hearing and watching the glistening airframes of DC-3 airplanes flying overhead. He soaked in newsreels of American flyers in acts of her-oism in World War II, read comic books of men soaring through the air and fell in love with airplanes.

That childhood fanaticism, along with a country-wide patriotic duty to protect his home and a lack of finding anyone who was willing to hire a young black man led him to try and enlist in the service.

First, Archer tried the Navy and Marines but they wouldn’t accept a 15-year-old boy. Then one day, he and his buddy were down-town and decided to stop into the Army re-cruiter. The Army accepted and processed them right there. The next day — after some numerical changes to his birth certificate — Archer became a member of the United States Army.

He was assigned to a combat engineer outfit called the aviation engineering squad-

ron doing mostly construction and demoli-tion jobs. Following that, he was assigned to the Army Air Corps in the all-black unit, the 332 fighter group.

The group originally started out Rantoul, Ill., as an experiment. When it was approved to become the 99th fighter group, they were assigned to Tuskegee, Ala.

Since the Army was still segregated, the 99th fighter group had to have its own air base separate from whites and was moved to Tuskegee, because the Tuskegee Institute was one of six black campuses of the civil-ian pilot training program. From 1941 to 1946, the Tuskegee Army Air Field trained about 994 pilots and 15,000 ground per-sonnel, of which around 119 pilots and 211

ground personnel are still alive.Many people at the time, from civilians

to academic experts to generals and politi-cians, assumed blacks were incapable of the skills, knowledge and courage needed for aviation and expected the group to fail.

Another common reaction, said Archer, when a black person tried to do something considered out of the ordinary such as en-listing in the service, was an attitude of “Who do you think you are?”

But that didn’t deter Archer and his fel-low servicemen, even if people sometimes asked why they were fighting for a country that excluded them from so many things.

Tuskeegee Airman on the fight to serve

File photo /The NewsStockbridge resident Val Archer joined the Army and was assigned to the group known as the Tuskegee Airmen at the end of World War II.

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“I would say it was as much my respon-sibility as it is yours,” Archer said. “It is my war as much as it is your war. My family is involved in this the same as your family.

“If the U.S. was going to get bombed, they’re not going to say, ‘You black peo-ple stay over there. We’re only going to bomb someone else.’”

The Tuskegee Airmen took this abuse frequently and still prevailed. The 332, known as the Red Tails because of the unique paint scheme on their P-57s, be-came one of the most elite groups in the war. Working as bomber escorts for the Army’s B-25, the Red Tails were often requested to ensure as few casualties as possible.

While Archer, a crew chief, and the Tuskegee Airmen were training to fly B-25s over Japan, the bombs over Hiro-shima and Nagasaki went off and the war ended.

But that didn’t bring Archer’s service or the struggles of black soldiers to an end. Archer stayed in the armed services for 23 years, retiring as a technical sergeant.

It ultimately took about 20 years before the armed services became fully integrat-ed, even after President Truman’s Execu-tive Order 9981, given in 1948.

“On paper, that is what the deal was, but in fact, there was a lot of resistance to it,” Archer said. “It just took a long time.”

But eventually life became easier for blacks trying to defend their country, thanks to the path-breaking struggles and performance of soldiers such as Archer and the Tuskegee Airmen.

“America was a different place, almost like a different country, compared to what it is today,” he said. “I’m proud as are a lot of people who were part of the change for changing the format for segregation to the extent that today, the armed forces are a kind of model for what the society is and the way they have adjusted and ac-commodated desegregation of America.”

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