Stars and Strips, Old Glory, These Colors don’t run!
Stars and Strips, Old Glory, These Colors don’t run!
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This is the one at the Petersen AFB Museum in Colorado Springs, Co.
The photos above were taken by me when I toured the Petersen AFB Museum in Colorado Springs, Colorado. This aircraft (type) was vital to the war effort and was made in my adopted home town of Evansville, IN at the Republic Aircraft factory that was there. The building is still here and represents several generations of Evansvillians who have either worked at or know someone who worked at the plant site on US41 in “Stop Light City” USA. The factory has been several different companies. Republic Aircraft built the plant. Shortly after the war it sold to International Harvester, then became Chrysler, before being converted to the Whirlpool Corporation North American Refrigerator plant. AS economics and times change the plant was closed by Whirlpool, in 2010 and operations moved south and west to Mexico and China. Whirlpool however had a history in the war effort as well having several patents on machine guns and munitions at the Whirlpool Ordinance Operations. The local historians advise that the plant was painted blue and decorated above to look like regular land to fool enemy planes in case they ever made it this far inland. The building is still here today in its same blue color partially empty but being leased out as an industrial park and warehouse. The P-47 Thunderbolt is mentioned in these media presentations made during the height of the war. Enjoy!
Part 2 Link: http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=31a_1312916055
We never know how our history shapes our future. What comes around goes around. Within this media presentation you will hear references to P-47 and you may also see photos of LST’s landing in Normandy on D-Day. Evansville, IN is the home of the LST 357 that was rescued in the mid to late 1990’s from a beach head in the Mediterranean sea. The reason Evansville was chosen as its home was because a large portion of the LST’s built were assembled here in Evansville and in a town in Illinois on the Northern Mississippi River. The LST 357 was one of 10 prototypes that came from a shipyard in Philadelphia, but was given a Midwest home because of this towns war time heritage.
Part 3 Link: http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=888_1312916058
Imagine, never getting away from home and then as a young man or woman being thrust in to the middle of the D-Day carnage that took place in June of 1944. Talk about culture shock. These young people were brave but scared. The unknown has a way of doing that to us. Many never made it off the beach. Some drowned trying to get to the beach some were maimed as they hit the sand. Others made it through to save the world. All of these soldiers were fighting to save the world but fate or karma steps in and the rest is history. As you look through some of the videos, consider what it mus have been like to be going towards that beach with flak and shells bursting around you and the gate beginning to fall and getting the first glimpse of the beachhead and seeing the German Wall of death as your buddies and you struggle to get to a safe place so you can return fire and work your way inland. The men (and soldiers) around you taking hit after terrible hit and in the midst of this forces you to realize that you are the one that needs to make it to the edge of the bluff so you can take out the snipers and machine gunners that keep lobbing their steel death at you. Boom! Kapow! Argggh! Gurgling wounded around you taking their last gasp of air. It goes into a short chant or poem that you repeat and pray.
As the Bombs Burst.
A poem by Doug Gempel
5/28/2013
As we float in towards shore,
We realize, this, for sure,
That our time on this beach,
Is going to teach,
Men to pray,
And for this I say,
“My father in heaven,
Please save me from harm,
As I work to save
Humanity,
For thee I sing,
Please reduce our sting,
As the enemy hails bullets around us,
Protect our resolve,
To help us solve,
The battle we are in,
To save us from sin,
And protect those men
Again and again.
Amen!”
We near our thirst,
as huge bombs burst,
within our ranks,
please accept our thanks,
for what you have done thus far,
please heal thy scar,
as I climb the bluff ahead,
This is enough said,
Till the next time I pray,
Keep me safe today,
as I look for a better
tomorrow.
Part 4 Link: http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=9c8_1312916062
Part 5 Link: http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=592_1312916065
Part 6 Link: http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=3d7_1312916068
Thanks to www.liveleak.com for these links. Static Photos of P-47 Thunderbolt were taken in April 2012 at Petersen AFB Museum in Colorado Springs, Co. by Douglas Gempel, WWII Researcher.
This was in the mid 40’s before Uncle Charles was shipped overseas. Photo Courtesy of Cassandra Lake Collection–Her Mother is pictured her and was married to Charles before he passed away. Her father Robert Lake was Uncle Charles Best Friend and he survived the war to find out the devastating news about uncle Charles—Because of the fellowship between the three of them Glenna (Green) Gempel and Robert Lake fell in love and married in the late 1940’s. Cassandra was the oldest of her 4 children. Glenna lived till 2000 and passed away —when I received the photo in 2010 Mr Lake was still living.
We Never Know what may
come our way
a poem by Douglas Gempel
5-20-2013
AS summer approaches,
And a stray thought encroaches,
I view a photo of days gone by,
When friends ride side by side,
And heroes die,
I know the story of these folks,
And one that is difficult in all its spokes,
For in the days gone by,
I lost my uncle in unfriendly skies,
For as I think of his life,
I also remember his widows strife,
For in the center of a war,
He died in valor with the core (corp),
He once flew a mighty b24,
And attempted to settle a score,
On that fateful October day,
He lost the battle and could not stay,
When the war was won,
It was settled without his gun,
He flew his heart out this I know,
I wished it wasn’t so,
I see his story as its told,
And wish for victory as it unfolds,
But in the end I know the story,
He flew his plane to God’s glory,
Now I am just bitter sweet,
And wish I could meet and bow at his feet,
For in my mind,
As I unwind,
I see an American hero.
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