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Our Stories Military Veterans of Christ the King Parish Veterans Committee Christ the King Parish Kingston, Rhode Island November 11, 2018 They All Served Their Stories This compilation of profiles and stories of Bill Babcock, US Army 1 military veterans is a project of the Veterans Lynn Bentley, US Navy 7 Committee of Christ the King Parish in John Bergantini, US Navy 8 Kingston, Rhode Island. David J. Cormier, US Army 9 In this first edition, 20 men and women of the Pat Davis, US Air Force, US Navy 10 parish share their experiences, challenges and Perley Doak, US Army 12 accomplishments in the Army, Air Force, Navy Elise Hedglen, US Air Force 14 and Marines. Frank Hopkins, US Navy 16 They were infantry men, weapons technicians, Jack Kelly, US Air Force 17 fire fighters, nurses, a musician, a jump Bill Kovacs, US Army 18 master, intelligence and security specialists, a cartographer and a company clerk. They are Mary Mason, US Navy 19 officers, NCOs and enlisted personnel. Some Leo J. Masse, US Air Force 21 served one tour, others were career military. And George P. Masso, US Army 23 all served proudly and value the friendships and Mike McLinn, US Navy 24 life lessons from their time in the service. Paul L. Muller, US Marine Corps 25 We thank them for their service and for sharing Gary Peigelbeck, US Air Force 26 their stories. Bob Ricci, US Marine Corps 28 Nancy A. Sherman, US Air Force 29 Lord, I Pray for a Veteran David Smith, US Army 31 Lord, I pray for a veteran. The one who sacri- Dave Vissoe, US Army Reserve 33 ficed, served, and did us proud. I pray for the home-grown hero who was on the front lines where fear and fate intersected. I pray for a veteran on a military base, a veteran who served in a hospital, classroom, or office. I pray for a veteran who staffed an embassy, who guarded our leaders. The veteran I pray for is in Your per- petual care, and in my heart forever. Amen Cover photo: Dedication of the Veterans Memorial Garden on Memorial Day, 2016 Our Stories Bill Babcock US Army camp, usually the sick, lame and point element cutting its way with lazy. Also the crazy. But that’s an- a machete. The first day Lt. Bullet’s other story. The job of the Reaction platoon led the way. As Fred was Platoon was to go out and sweep the leaving the perimeter, I noticed he perimeter of the base camp any time was walking point for his platoon there was an enemy probe or breach and had his gold second lieutenant’s of the perimeter. The sweep wasn’t bar showing on his collar. It was not an especially dangerous or exciting the lieutenant’s job to walk point job and it could take several days and in fact it was not a good posi- each time it happened. tion to command and control from. On October 7, my 23rd birthday, I I told Fred I didn’t think it was a was flown out to take command of good idea for him to be walking my first platoon. I was assigned to point with his rank showing. He Bravo Company, 3/8th Infantry, 1st just laughed and said, “Hey, if your Brigade of the 4th Infantry Divi- number is up, your number is up.” Retired Army Colonel Bill sion. I replaced Lt. Tony Sciacca, An hour or so later Fred was shot in Babcock shares two stories, who then became the company the leg and it was later amputated. one from Vietnam and Executive Officer. The other lieu- The second day of the move Lt. the other from Cambodia tenants in the company were Virgil Mann’s platoon led the way with- (page 2). His military Judah, Dave Mann and Fred Bullet. out incident except for occasional biography is on page 6. The company had made contact sniper fire. The third day was my with some Viet Cong the previous turn. After moving through the Friendly Fire day and everyone was pretty excited. jungle for several hours we were Ever since my arrival in Vietnam We set up a company perimeter in moving up a ridgeline on our way in late August 1969 I had been in the vicinity of the contact and ran to a hilltop where we were to set the base camp at Pleiku serving in a platoon-size patrols for the next two up a new company position. Be- variety of positions until an ear in- weeks. Other than finding a large cause we had taken fire every day, fection cleared up. The ear infection enemy weapons cache hidden in we were calling in 105-howitzer began when I was home on leave in some caves, those two weeks were and 4.2-inch (four-duce) mortar July and had continued even after I rather uneventful. I got to know the fire on top of the hill as we moved was sent to Jungle School in Pan- men in my platoon and they got to up the ridgeline in case the enemy ama. It was a middle ear infection know me. was waiting on the hilltop. About that left me with no sense of bal- About October 21 we were or- half way up the ridgeline as we were ance. Eventually it started to clear dered to move the company to a taking a short rest break there was up and I was assigned as the Reac- new location several kilometers a tremendous explosion. At first no tion Platoon Leader in base camp. away. The going was slow through one knew what had happened. Was The Reaction Platoon was made triple canopy jungle with the whole it an ambush? Was it enemy artil- up of whomever was back in base company moving single file, the lery or mortars? We soon realized it Page 1 Military Veterans of Christ the King Parish was friendly fire from the firebase the men had been carrying. It had supporting us. One of the four-duce been cracked by shrapnel and finally rounds had gone the wrong way and exploded. The phosphorus burned landed in the middle of my point three men. squad. The forward observer imme- At one point I attempted to help diately called for a check fire to stop one of my men who had been the firebase from firing any more wounded. He had some small rounds. We immediately started to wounds in his head and blood trick- determine who was hit and started led down into his eyes preventing to take care of the wounded. The him from seeing his other wound. whole thing seemed like a bad war Shrapnel had taken off half of his movie I had seen as a kid. People hand. I remember thinking that it were lying all over the trail scream- looked like someone had smashed ing and moaning. I moved forward some hot dogs with a hammer, to determine who was hit and exposing raw meat covered with passed PFC Rodney Collins, a new blood. As I tried to figure out how 1Lt. Bill Babcock as Platoon guy, who had just joined the pla- to put a dressing on half a hand he Leader in Vietnam toon and had turned 19 a few days asked me if he was going to be all earlier. He was lying wounded and right. He had worked in civilian life to my helmet and asked how long was being helped by someone. Up in an office as a clerk/typist. I lied I had had the hole in my helmet. front I found two men were dead and told him he was going to be I looked and saw that a piece of and a number of others wounded. fine. I just couldn’t tell him about shrapnel had gone through the steel One of the dead, Specialist Max his hand. helmet and lodged in the liner. That Pugmire, did not seem to be hit at By this time I just wanted to sit had been the first day I wore my all; there were no visible wounds. helmet in the field. I usually wore a It turned out he took a small piece down and cry. I suppose I was in shock like all the others. But I boonie hat, a soft, floppy brimmed of shrapnel through his heart. The hat, when on patrol. Lucky again. other, PFC Albert Wayman, had couldn’t sit down and cry. I wouldn’t This was my first major experience half his head taken off by a large let myself do that. I was the leader. as a platoon leader in Vietnam. piece of shrapnel. Doc was hold- I knew I had to suppress my emo- After that I tried not to get to know ing a piece of his brain on a small tions and keep control. That’s what my men that well. It was too hard branch. I moved back down the trail they taught me at Fort Benning. loosing them. and saw someone had put a poncho That’s what I had to do. It was the over Collins. He was dead. Another hardest thing I ever had to do in my Cambodia life. soldier, SGT Ronald Westphal, was During the months of April, May sitting up crying and trying to push I was walking about thirteenth in and June 1970, the United States his intestines back inside. He died the file of thirty-five men in the pla- Army, together with forces of the shortly after he was evacuated.