Attention New Mexicans, who are serving in the military, are military veterans, are members of a military family, and would like to write about your experience in that capacity…
Paul Zolbrod, Writer-in-Residence for the Albuquerque-based Museum of the American Military Family is seeking stories for its anthology “From the Front Line to the Home Front: New Mexicans Reflect on War.”
This anthology will include first-hand stories from all perspectives—service members, family members and friends who share their perspectives and experiences. Submissions can be about the recent Middle East campaigns, Vietnam, the Korean War era or World War II—and everything in between. All branches and ranks of the military should be represented.
How you can contribute:
Your story can be as long or as short as you choose. Just make it heartfelt, honest and interesting. We are looking for stories of trial and triumph and loss, stories that demonstrate the warmth and humor of military family life along with its inevitable tensions, offbeat stories that illustrate the variety that accompanies military life in war times–in other words– anything you want to tell of.
You don’t have to consider yourself an accomplished writer to participate. We will provide editorial services to sharpen your contribution.
The book will be arranged by stories of:
- Legacy & Aftermath
For more information or to submit a story, please e-mail Writer-in-Residence Paul Zolbrod at email@example.com.
The deadline for submissions is April 30, 2016. Tentative publication date is scheduled for the fall. All stories become part of the Museum of the American Military Family Special Collection Library.
by Hudson PhillipsOur evacuation from the Panama Canal was a terribly sad and sudden thing. As we approached the time that we were to leave, my father’s demeanor changed to a terse and commanding presence. It was time to be soldiers. When I think back now, it explains why he acted this way. A barrage balloon hovered over the house, tethered not far away. Piles of sand were placed near our back door to help extinguish fire from incendiary bombs. The entire family was issued gas masks. I was informed of a stash of emergency items in a compartment in the kitchen (in case my parents were out of the house during an attack.) Read the rest of this entry »
by Steve Sparks
Honoring my father and his shipmates who were aboard the USS West Virginia (BB48) on the morning of December 7, 1941…Also honoring the spouses, family members, and loved ones who waited for many weeks to learn of the fate all those who served America on that fateful day…
My Dad’s own account of what happened on that fateful Sunday morning, December 7, 1941…
National Park Service Survivor Questionnaire – Persons Present December 7, 1941, Oahu, Territory of Hawaii
Vernon H. Sparks, US Navy, Battleship USS West Virginia, Coxswain
Hometown: St. Paul, Mn
Brief Account of What Happened to You Before, During, & After the Japanese Attack on Pearl Harbor.
“I was on the 3rd deck heading for the anchor windless room when the first torpedo hit the USS West Virginia. From there, more bombing and torpedoes-when all hell broke loose. Men in the brig were screaming for help. I could not respond, there was no time…to check where the Marine guard was with the keys to the cells. Evidently, he had already been hit. The men in the brig were engulfed in water and perished. I worked my way up to the2nd deck with water up to my waist. By this time, I came to a hatch with the manhole still open leading to the main deck. I barely made it out of the escape hatch and was ordered by Lt. Stark to close that hatch. The men were still down there but it was too late for them. That was the first time I heard that the Japs were attacking our fleet…and the whole island. I watched one of my best shipmates get himself killed-Roy Powers. He stuck his head out the portside close to the ship-fitters shop; and about that time another torpedo hit and the concussion blew his head off. His body fell back on deck headless. After that it was a matter of surviving. There was no defense, the ship was already listing to port at about 35 degrees angle. I worked myself up further on the deck and observed the Commanding Officer, Captain Mervyn S. Bennion heading for the bridge. The strafing and bombing was still on. When I arrived on the main deck going forward to the number one turret…strafing still going on…I dived under the overhang of the turret. Communications was out, so by word of mouth heard the order, “all hands abandon ship.” Note: Capt. Bennion was lying on the wing of the bridge mortally wounded…He asked the doc, “What kind of chance he had?” And was told, “Not much Captain.” Then, Captain Bennion said, “Leave me on the bridge and this is my last order, ALL HANDS ABANDON SHIP!” He died right after that order… After that order I jumped over the side to starboard and swam to Ford Island…Us guys that made it were standing on the beach watching the USS Arizona blow up sky high…what a helpless feeling. I had torn my white uniform up to use as emergency treatment bandages for the wounded. Anyway, to make a long story short, we dashed across the field under strafing conditions to shelter. In the BOQ, we were able shower in there and salvage clothes from the lockers, and helped organize the Harbor Patrol. And was with that duty for a few months – then assigned to new construction with the 5th Amphibious Force hitting the beaches of the South Pacific, all the way, then finally Iwo Jima, & Okinawa until the Peace Treaty was signed aboard the USS Missouri in Toyko, Japan. People like myself could go on & on…but that would take a book…”
Vernon H. Sparks, December 7, 1941, Battleship USS West Virginia
From Ship’s Crew Muster:
Sparks, Vernon H. 328-41-29 Cox. 13 Jan. 36 10/12/39
USS West Virginia (BB48) 2013 Reunion… Click on this website for update…
The heroes who have passed away since the 2012 reunion..
James W. King
Author’s note…My Dad, Vernon, passed away in 1998 at age 79. I have faith that he knows his son did write the book he thought should be written…”People like myself could go on & on…but that would take a book…” Dad served America with honor and pride for all of his adult life and career including the US Navy for 22 years, and the Federal Bureau of Prisons for 18 years before retiring. Dad’s US Navy service included combat duty for all of WWII in the Asiatic Pacific Theater, and almost a year during the Korean War. My father is a symbol of the countless numbers of veterans of all wars and the families who served too… We honor veterans and military families every day of the year. They paid a huge price for the freedoms we enjoy in America and around the world to this day… We shall never forget the sacrifices and the debt that can never be repaid…
Families Living with PTSD and Moral Injury…Please support mission by ordering my book. This is a soul-healing forum for families who are or have lived in a home with a parent or loved one who served in direct combat or experienced traumatic events. Children in particular are at the highest risk of mental and physical abuse resulting from the legacy of war. Please support my mission by ordering my book…
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Emotional neglect is primary cause of C-PTSD… Quote from this website…
I know most parents love their kids deeply, and as a community we embrace the health and welfare of our children. If our children could only talk to us about how they feel without being scared, we could do so much more to stop child abuse. I don’t know of a parent in my lifetime who would not respond instantly if they knew children would carry the baggage of emotional and physical abuse for a lifetime, and even pass the behaviors on to the next generation. We must do better as parents and as a community to prevent child abuse…
The Movie Argo just won a Golden Globe for Best Motion Picture Drama and a Golden Globe Director’s award last night. When the movie ARGO was released earlier this year many of my closest friends knew how excited I was to see it. It’s the story of the rescue of 6 American Consular Officers who fled their posts and went into hiding after Iranian students stormed the U.S. Embassy on November 4, 1979. What many of them did not know was that as a young 18 year old soldier I was a part of this story. As this operation is no longer classified, I can now share my part in it.
Story by Thom McInnis from his blog
By Samuel Cordova
Samuel Cordova was born in Guadalupe, New Mexico on March 17, 1895 (green beer day). His brother Jesus was born five years earlier on September 13, 1890. Samuel and Jesus were the sons of Nicolas Cordova and Maria Garcia. There was also a sister, Avelina, who came into the world somewhere between Jesus and Samuel. Maria died giving birth to Samuel and approximately two months later, Nicolas was thrown by a horse and killed. Samuel, Avelina and Jesus were raised by their maternal grandmother, Tomasa Garcia.
At a very early age, Samuel and Jesus were sent out to shepherd the family’s small flock of sheep. Jesus hated sheepherding and would not stop crying until it was time to go home, when Samuel shouted, “Let’s get the flock out of here!” Neither Samuel nor Jesus received any semblance of a formal education, with the result that when the two brothers (at different times) were drafted into the Army in World War I, neither one could speak a single word of English. And in the Army that can sure ruin any chances for promotion.
The two brothers who, until now, had been almost inseparable, were sent overseas in separate units. Samuel did not engage the enemy, but Jesus, who had arrived first in France, faced enemy fire in at least one engagement. His company mounted an attack on the German trenches, and he was gassed and seriously wounded in the right arm. Apparently the objective was not attained, and when the American troops advanced to their rear positions, Jesus was left behind, gassed, bleeding, racked with pain and dying of thirst. But it was perhaps through an incidence of divine providence that Jesus survived. He was saved by four Germans moving in the direction of the American lines under a white flag. They found him, gave him water, or maybe Schnapps, bound his wound as best they could, and in a makeshift litter they carried him back to the American lines. The story of Jesus is intimately bound to the story of Samuel because it was Jesus and his wife Perfilia who raised Petrita, the second daughter of Samuel and Juanita.
Samuel was married when he was drafted into the Army. He and his wife Rosa Leyba had one son. It was a grief-stricken Samuel who returned home from overseas to find that his wife and son had died during the 1918 influenza epidemic. Sister Avelina also perished during the flu epidemic .
By John Montgomery (original article written for The Focus)
BOWLING GREEN — They are almost a forgotten footnote in the history of the day that will live in infamy, but two northwest Ohio men are hoping to share the story with the world.
Glenn Burris and Jerry Sisser of the Ohio television production group Home Stand are in the midst of creating a documentary about the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.
But while countless previous projects and movies have focused on the reason for the attack, the actions of the military and governments on both sides during the encounter and how it thrust America into war, Burris and Sisser are highlighting a unique angle.
“Children of Pearl” recounts the memories of the sons and daughters of U.S. military stationed in Hawaii who woke up one Sunday morning on the frontline of war.
“I see it with a lot of educational value for museums and schools,” said Sisser, a retired Fostoria High teacher. “We’re looking at a piece of history that really changed the world, and we’re looking at it through the point of view of people who were very young at the time.
“It’s an excellent opportunity for a teacher to use this as an historical discussion of how life changes so quickly,” he said. “These kids were living the ideal life before this.”
The idea for the documentary has been growing for a while, and has a personal attachment to Burris, a 1982 Fostoria High graduate. He is married to the daughter of Anne Shambaugh, who was about 6 when the attack occurred.
Shambaugh’s mother was driving her father, a Navy commander named Joe Hubbard, to his ship for duty on Dec. 7, 1941, when the attack began.
However, they didn’t realize an attack was underway — Burris and Sisser said the sight and sound of planes and bombs exploding in the distance were common for training — until a Japanese pilot fired on them, putting a bullet through the windshield.
Hubbard raced to his ship, the U.S.S. San Francisco, and his wife returned home to their children, Anne and a younger son named Joe. The family never saw Hubbard again.
He and the ship survived the attack, but Hubbard was killed in 1942 during another attack at sea.
The family was evacuated a few weeks after the attack on Pearl Harbor, on Christmas Day, and Burris said his mother-in-law didn’t return to Hawaii until a few years ago when her brother introduced her to a group of fellow child survivors.
“It’s a rather loose organization, but there are a number of them across the country …,” Burris said.
“They attached themselves to an organization called the Sons and Daughters of Pearl Harbor Survivors, which of course they are, but they have a unique perspective because they were actually there, whereas the vast majority of SDPHS members were born in the ‘50s, maybe,” he said.
Now in her 70s, Shambaugh is one of approximately 150 surviving Children of Pearl whose lives were forever changed by the attack.
Of the dozen already interviewed, several involve harrowing encounters.
One was a 4-year-old boy when the attack occurred, but he still has a bullet fired from a Japanese plane. His mother was standing in their doorway when the pilot fired. The bullet gouged a track in the sidewalk, ending just short of where she stood.
Another survivor has part of an anti-aircraft shell, fired by the Americans, that came down near his home.
Still another remembers a piece of the U.S.S. Arizona landing in her yard after the ship exploded.
One recounts what his family went through to reach safety — by driving through a battle zone.
Joe Estores and his seven brothers and sisters lived in the residential area of Hickam Air Force Base, which was surrounded on three sides by the facility.
When the attack began, their mother put them all in the car and tried to evacuate, but what roads weren’t destroyed were filled with military vehicles, so she struck out across the airbase’s runways while it was under attack.
Along with escaping the bombers and fighter planes, the family had to evade a burning member of the U.S. military because letting him in the car would have killed them all.
While some fled to other parts of the island, some remained in their homes after getting quick instructions on how to load and fire weapons.
Their ordeal didn’t end when the attack did.
Authorities feared another attack and rumors of frogmen invaders and spies spread across the island, Burris and Sisser said.
“There could be another documentary based just on the rumors that went around after Dec. 7,” Burris said.
Those who weren’t evacuated to the mainland right away were put to work preparing for another attack.
When they were transported back to the states, not everyone went to the same place. Friendships with other children and other families were lost, and pets had to be abandoned.
The documentary covers it all — life before, during and after the attack for those who remained on the island and those who were evacuated.
“Many of these people have been asked individually to speak at schools and presentations and to some local media,” Sisser said. “Obviously this would be different, this would be a collection of their memories, but presented not just as individuals, but as a collective memory.
“One of the goals that we have is to kind of get to the bottom of what did happen and what didn’t,” Burris added. “I don’t know if we’re uncovering new revelations, but there’s probably a little more truth to some of the rumors, the little stuff, than some of the stories that have already been documented because so many of these people haven’t been asked anything.
“When they’ve done research on Pearl Harbor, who do they always ask? The military every time,” he said.
More information about the project and snippets of what’s been completed so far can be viewed at http://www.youtube.com/childrenofpearl,http://childrenofpearl.wordpress.com/, http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/childrenofpearl/children-of-pearl-second-campaign and http://www.facebook.com/childrenofpearl.
The project officially began in April 2010 with the first interview, with another following that summer before a trip to Pearl Harbor on Dec. 7. There, Burris and Sisser met with SDPHS members and conducted more interviews.
Burris and Sisser hope to interview at least another dozen survivors, as well as speak with historians and a child psychologist for the documentary, but funding has become an issue.
Burris and Sisser have already spent about $20,000 of their own money on the project.
They hope to raise another $48,000 with the help of a group called Kickstarter.com. However, the $48,000 must be raised by June 3 or the project won’t receive any money from Kickstarter.com.
The money would cover expenses for filming, equipment and travel for interviews.
“We are really looking for funds to finish this,” Sisser said. “I think it’s a worthwhile project and I hope others think the same way.”