Combat
Infantryman
Badge
PROLOGUE
The events depicted throughout the book are short
stories of experiences that
took place in Korea, during and through the years 1950
to 1958.
While not in actual combat ( under fire) many of the
events tell the story of the
day to day life of one G.I. and the men he served with
during these times. (the author)
Every G.I. who has been in a campaign which involved the loss
of life can recall
the events, but each in his own way. Though they all saw the
same action take place
at the same time, when asked about it later, they retold it
differently from others, as
only their eyes saw it.
Combat is an experience that few ever forget, at least knowingly.
Some surpress it
within their minds to protect the mind from the real horrors of what
the eyes have
seen. These events become a color film in ones memory and from time
to time replay
themselves to the viewer; the G.I. who went through it all. They
become our dreams,
our baggage, and even our nightmares. Some of us come to this point
right after the
event takes place and can't deal with it. Others block it out and
some for 40 years or
more, and still others never come to grasps with it.
Many events happen to us all "behind the lines" of combat that we recall
some
with regret, fondness and even humor. It's these events that most recall
with a
freshness of remembrance that give us that "what did you do in the war,
daddy "story.
It's
these stories that are told to other veterans and some family members time
and
time
again. And then there are some that are never told to sons, daughters
and most
of all
the wife. ! Because they bring out a different person than what they see
and
know
you to be now.
This
book contains many but not all of those types of experiences which the
author
tries
to tell in a down to earth manner with as little technical language as possible
so the
reader does not have to be a veteran to understand it. He hopes it reflects
the
more
human side of the solider and that the dangers of war are not always getting
shot
at from on the line..... Line Kansas *
In Honor of the 24th
Inf. Div.
24th Inf. Div. Association link. Email
24th Inf. Div. Home Page (at last)( New as of 1999)
* Line Kansas: Ran across Korea from the Yellow Sea to the Sea of Japan.
Sometimes near the 38th Parallel and winding over the Imjin River up to and taking in parts of the Hwachon Reservoir, which was the demarcation line about 60 miles northwest of Seoul. The Capital of South Korea.
Most of Line Kansas was secured by the 9th of April. However, on the 22nd of April a massive enemy force, 21 Chinese and 9 NK Divisions, slammed into Line Kansas. It became one of the fiercest actions of the Korean War.
The Book's ("Line Kansas"...) The author is taking orders now. It is in print now and based on sales a 2nd printing will be done some time in 2007. If you want to get in on the first run, order now.
If you
are interested is receiving a copy of same, then
please send your name, a mailing
address, via email
to "Scottie" . Or send via
snail mail to address below:
David Baillie, 2956
New Leicester Hwy, Leicester, NC 28748
The cost is; $10.00 plus shipping
@ book rates......for about $ 5.00 with outside USA for shipping, for
a total of $ 15.00 .
Expect 4 to 6 weeks for delivery
after money is received.
There will be a 2nd
printing some time in 2007. There is a 2nd book,
one of military poems, some 60 + in all (most are on pages of this
site;
Dry Tears. Book by the same name) if you order both books at the same
time there is a special fee of $20.00 for both and SH...
The book will now be available
on Amzon.com and soon
to be at Border Books.com
at special prices. Which you can order
via on line. All books must
be prepaid. Thanks
Limited
stock on both books !!!
Name these two WWII ranks and I'll sell you my book for 50% off
(for another 25% off if you name the ranks they were equal to, pay grade.)
There are others ways to
get a free book at 50% and 75% off.
If you can name all the ribbons on a given page that's worth 25%more
.
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Invisible Bullet
The perils of hell called war through it all came and saw
shot and shell, gore and hate,
loss of limb and life part of duty,
took the call to save freedom's
right to protect far off shore.
Once again left home and love's hearth to stand with comrades,
a proud country flew yellow
ribbons strong and true, a duty due,
sand and heat and strange
traditions overcome in land of nomads.
Fire fight a thousand times a thousand strong never before seen,
night into day and day into
night, sand turned to Satan's land,
highway of death ends the
path for wrong into right as it's been.
Cockpits and Tank turrets and foxholes buddies, men and women both,
front-line vanish with whisper
of Scud, all risk death or worse,
shoulder to shoulder power
and might streak across sky into foe's troth.
Swift end is found and madness ends with again freedom's loud ring,
homeward bound heroes all,
proud a country can before duty done,
many never scarred by bullet
or shell coming home songs now to sing.
Home and not a scratch, all is well, music of bands not heard by others,
pride restored to all warriors,
and ghost of old wars from far off shore,
no sleepless nights to haunt
soul and mind, my sister and bothers.
Purple Hearts but a few, honor and pride instilled in county's halls
for all,
the "perfect war" fought and
won and "Johnny comes marching home",
can this too be a dream no
dark clouds to remain on glory's field for all.
A 100 thousand or more struck down by invisible bullet never heard,
more deadly and painful than
loss of limbs or life, rips into homes an hearth,
no voices hear the cry to
warn of bullet destruction path unknown and dread.
One shot felled ten times our sisters and brothers then land of hell
and sand,
shoulder, shoulder now we
fight again for what is right who stood the storm,
what rockets, shells, heat
, flame did not destroy we must give a helping hand.
The invisible bullet still striking down it's foe, now and many more
to go,
shield our sisters, brothers
with the truth so bullet, can't raise it's score,
storm our country's white
halls until it can be seen now more by friend, an foe.
Stretch the hand to it's fullest measure, they gave no less for freedoms
ring,
insure peace in these hallowed
halls, treasured shores who braved the storm,
let no one say they did not
help who fought, in fear of this terrible thing.
There is no price higher than what they gave nothing should less repaid,
invisible bullet we can't
all to dishonor a re-gained country's pride,
no choice but to fight again
this invisible foe, win again freedom we pray.
Scottie AKA David Baillie @ 1998
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