Remembering Our War Dead

 

REMEMBERING
JOHN BLASDEL WESTMORELAND

Number Four in a series in remembrance of our World War II dead

By Joe C. Fling

Not every one who dies in war dies a heroic death in combat far away like Billy Cook and Bill Stapleton. Sixty years ago this month, the community of Eagle Lake found out that training for war time could be as deadly as combat itself. In all Colorado County lost seven young men during World Wart II to training mishaps, traveling to and from posts or other stateside accidents. In October, 1942 Lizzie Westmoreland wrote a poem, published in the Headlight upon the death of Billy Cook. One of the great ironies of Eagle Lake's contribution to World War II is that the next local boy to die, within three months, was Lizzie's own son.

John Blasdel Westmoreland was born July 20, 1920 in Eagle Lake. He was the son of R.Thomas Westmoreland and Lizzie Blasdel Westmoreland. He graduated from Eagle Lake High School in 1937. John was athletic and popular. He won the coveted award of Outstanding Male athlete at Eagle Lake High School in 1937. John went on to attend the University of Texas in Austin where he was a student when news came of the attack on Pearl Harbor that thrust America into the fray. John and many of his friends put aside their personal dreams and career plans to enlist. John, having college work behind him would become an officer in the Army Air Corps.

Westmoreland trained at Vernon, Texas and Enid, Oklahoma; and graduated from the Lubbock Flying school on October 9, 1942 receiving his flying "wings". He went from there to Tarrant Field where he completed a nine-week course at the combat crew school. The combat school reported trained officers, who had already earned their wings in two engine planes, to fly the four engine, Consolidated B-24. This was a complete instruction to be a first officer of such a craft; including ground schools, flight training in all weather conditions and navigator training. One of the recently deceased renowned historian Stephan Ambrose's final works The Wild Blue: the story of the men and boys who flew the B-24's is an excellent read for anyone interested in the second world war, and the workings and operation of heavy bomber operations in particular.

Westmoreland completed combat flight school in December, 1942 and was eventually transferred to Patterson Field, Fairfield, Ohio. Westmoreland was killed January 26, 1943 in a flight to test a new four engine bomber. Westmoreland sat in the co-pilots' chair on the flight. A Captain Harris Collier piloted the plan. The plane reportedly climbed to 35,000 feet, and was descending to land. No communication was heard from the plane after a report of 'all's well' at 11,000 feet on the descent. The craft apparently went into an uncontrollable dive which rendered the crew unable to recover. The aircraft crashed on the railroad tracks of the New York Central Railroad 10 miles from Springfield, Ohio near a school.

Only eleven days Westmoreland's death, the Weimar area suffered its first war death. Flight Officer Frank J. Krejci, Jr. of Borden died in Louisiana under almost identical circumstances. In Krejci's case the medium (that is, two engine) bomber, probably a B-25 or B-26 similar to the planes used by General James Doolittle's Toyko raiders, flipped over and crashed during night exercises, killing five men. The two men both died in training crashes of bombers within the United States, and were buried in their home towns only two weeks apart.

Westmoreland's funeral was a tremendous event. The Headlight reported that "the entire community turned out en masse to show their esteem for this world war volunteer." The young man was bright and personable with a unlimited future ahead of him. His family were stalwarts in the community. And since his death was the first of an Eagle Lake boy within the confines of the United States, his funeral was the first held in the community. The funeral was conducted from the Westmoreland home, with interment in the Masonic cemetery.

Included in the service were color bearers and rifle squad from camps Hulen and Wallace, and aircraft flying in formation from Foster Field, Victoria. Pallbearers were Cpl. Leonard Seaholm, G.A. Seaholm, A.P. Powers, F.A. Hoeninghaus, Joe D. Luna, Donald Obenhaus and Will Merriwether. Also a Lt. Truman Salyer traveled from Ohio to address the mourners. He told how Westmoreland had died in his place. Salyer had been scheduled to make the flight, but when the plane had arrived early for its test flight, Westmoreland volunteered to take his place.

The Headlight summed up the matter in saying, "Lt. Westmoreland's tragic death electrified the community. It revealed to all the somber sequel of this war. Each sacrifice brings the conflict miles and miles nearer to us. John Westmoreland's record of life was clean. He was an exemplary son of exceptional ability and he leaves a good name as a monument to his memory and a name that will be inscribed on the roll of his country's heroes. He loved that country and was proud of his uniform. His likeable and admirable personality caused his death to be marked by sorrow of the tenderest feelings."

If you visit John Westmoreland's grave in the Masonic cemetery, you will note an engraving of pilot's 'wings' and the inscription, "died in line of duty."

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Other sites remembering John Blasdel Westmore include
Eagle Lake Masonic Cemetery

 

 

REMEMBERING
MAURICE WALTER PARKER

Number Five in a series in remembrance of our World War II dead

By Joe C. Fling

Maurice Walter Parker was another casualty of World War II who met his end by means called "accidental." Parker was born November 13, 1903. When he died, sixty years ago, this month, he was the oldest man from Eagle Lake to die in World War II and one of the oldest three from the whole of Colorado County. At his age he may not have had to go to war. Parker enlisted, and died in the line of duty defending his country.

Parker was the son of George Walter Parker (1872-1940) and Georgia Tate Parker (1871-1948), and lived his early childhood and youth in Eagle Lake. He graduated from Eagle Lake High School in 1923 and married Frances Cabaniss of Eagle Lake February 28, 1931. He moved from Eagle Lake about that time and resided in Houston for about 12 years, where he held a position with Humble Oil at the time the war broke out.

Maurice enlisted in the service of his country on November 14, 1942 and trained for a time at Camp Claiborne, Louisiana. He served in an Engineer Petroleum Unit. Whether this was a unit involved in the production of petroleum or the supply of fuels and oil to Allied ships is unknown. It also would seem likely that Parker's age and work experience with Humble Oil may have dictated his service in a non-combatant, supply unit. In addition, at the time of his death, Parker held the rank of Tech. Sergeant. Meaning that he had some supervisory authority.

Parker wrote to his wife in Houston and other members of his family on February 2, 1943 that he was departing from New York for an unannounced destination. The next news that the family heard of Maurice was the notice of his death. The notice came to his wife Frances, in Houston, in the form of a War Department telegram, on a Saturday, eight days after his February 12, 1943 death. The notice said only that Parker "was accidentally killed in North American area, date and circumstances unreported. Letter follows."

Parker's death was one of so many that happened so quickly after a man shipped out from stateside that the shock must have been beyond human comfort. Here was a married man of mature age, who volunteered his services to his country and died within three months of enlistment. In this age of instant messaging and electronic news coverage, it is hard to comprehend the agony and pain of waiting for news. Loved ones gathered at the home of Mrs. G.W. Parker and grieved over a loss, the details of which could only be imagined.

About a month later, on March 12, Frances Parker received additional information which specified the date of death and the place of burial of Tech. Sgt. Parker, which was at Fort Bello, on the island of Bermuda.

Parker was survived by his wife, mother, a twin sister, Mrs. O.A. Bunge, and three brothers, Noel, Tate and Percy Parker. Unlike John Westmoreland who was returned from Ohio for immediate burial in Eagle Lake after his death, Parker remained interred in Bermuda for the duration of the war.

During this time, a memorial stone was erected in the Eagle Lake Masonic Cemetery which reads in part: "in memory of Tech Sgt. Maurice W. Parker, killed in the line of duty, buried at Fort Bello, Bermuda."

To the uninformed observer, this would appear to be like the cases of William R. Cook and Gerald Shirley (also in the Eagle Lake Masonic) a case of a memorial stone only in memory of one lost at sea, or buried overseas. For Maurice Parker this is not the case. Although the stone does not tell us this, when you look at this gravestone, know that Parker's remains were relocated and interred at this spot on December 9, 1947. The Eagle Lake Headlight wrote "May He who doeth all things well be near to comfort and bless all in their hour of sorrow is the prayer of numerous friends."

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Other sites remembering Maurice Walter Parker include
Eagle Lake Masonic Cemetery
Obituary

 

REMEMBERING
JOHNNIE DAVID HUTCHINS

Number Six in a series in remembrance of our World War II dead

By Joe C. Fling

Far and away the most honored and laurelled of Eagle Lake's World War II dead is Johnnie David Hutchins. Hutchins was posthumously awarded our nations highest military decoration, the Congressional Medal of Honor for the action in which he gave up his life in the American assault at Lae, New Guinea 60 years ago, September 4, 1943.

Honors accorded Hutchins have been numerous. A building at the Naval Air Station in Dallas. A building in Virginia. A World War II destroyer the U.S.S. Johnnie Hutchins, christened by Hutchins' mother. In 1991, Ridgelea, the street leading to the new Eagle Lake Primary school was renamed Johnnie D. Hutchins Drive. The Texas LST Association held a special wreath laying service at Lakeside cemetery on Labor Day, 1998. Another graveside service is being planned for this September 6.

Hutchins continues to be honored to this day. A plaque honoring Hutchins hangs on the wall of honor at the Nimitz Museum in Fredricksburg. Another plaque on the same wall was placed by the crew of the destroyer named in Hutchins' honor. His original gravestone was replaced with a special military marker engraved with the Medal of Honor. Another Medal of Honor stone lies in a place of honor at the Wharton County Veterans Monument on the courthouse square in Wharton.

With all these honors and accolades, who was Johnnie David Hutchins? He was born at Weimar, August 4, 1922 the son of Mr. & Mrs. John Marion Hutchins. Later, his sharecropper parents moved the family to Lissie. Like so many other boys from that area, Johnnie attended Eagle Lake schools. He played on the 1938 Eagle Lake Eagles football team with Franklin Reese who served aboard the Wasp with Billy Cook when it went down, and with Fred Estlinbaum who was killed in action in Germany in 1945. Hutchins volunteered in November, 1942 at age 20. Less than a year later he was dead, and the bravery that he showed in the face of death has not been forgotten to this day.

The citation on the presentation of the Congressional Medal of Honor states that it was awarded to Hutchins,

For extraordinary heroism and conspicuous valor above and beyond the call of duty, while serving aboard a landing ship, tank, during the assault on Lae, New Guinea, September 4, 1943. As the ship on which Hutchins was stationed approached the enemy occupied beach under a veritable hail of fire from Japanese shore batteries and aerial bombardment a hostile torpedo pierced the surf and bore down upon the vessel with deadly accuracy. In the tense split seconds before the helmsman could steer clear of the threatening missile, a bomb struck the pilot house, dislodging him from his station and left the stricken ship helplessly exposed. Fully aware of the dire peril of the situation, Hutchins although mortally wounded by the shattering explosion, quickly grabbed the wheel and exhausted the last of his strength in maneuvering the vessel clear of the advancing torpedo. Still clinging to the helm, he eventually succumbed to his injuries, his final thought concerned only the safety of his ship, his final efforts expended toward the security of his mission. He gallantly gave his life in the service of his country.

 

Details of the battle were forthcoming. The U.S. Navy was ferrying troops of the Australian 9th Division from Milne Bay to beaches east of Lae, New Guinea in a coordinated attack to turn the tide of fighting in the Southwest Pacific. It was a trip of almost 200 miles. In route to the beaches, on September 4, 1943, still many miles out at sea the little squadron of six LSTs, three minesweepers and two subchasers came under heavy attack from Japanese dive bombers and torpedo planes. They were unable to put up sufficient firepower to knock down the enemy planes.

A half dozen Japanese 'Val' dive-bombers concentrated on LST-473, which was Hutchins' boat. They scored two direct hits which crumpled the pilothouse of the boat at 1:58 p.m. Immediate casualties were Six American dead and 13 wounded, with 18 of the Australian soldiers aboard wounded. Among the wounded were Fredrick Erickson, helmsman of the boat, who was thrown clear of the pilot house by the blast; and Seaman First Class Johnnie Hutchins. Now twelve 'Betty' torpedo bombers bore down on the stricken LST, and launched their torpedoes. Hutchins, grievously wounded got to the wheel first and spun it full right so that one torpedo shaved the bow wave and another the wake. The rest of the crew responded, manned their guns and fought fuel fires on the LST and saved it. But by the time anyone else could reach the shattered pilothouse, the pharmacist's mate found Hutchins slumped over the wheel, dead. He clutched a spoke of the wheel in each hand. The mate could not move his body and had to get two other sailors to help remove him from the wheel.

The initial reports of Hutchins death did not stir any extra ordinary reaction. The commotion began in earnest when it was announced that he was being awarded the Medal of Honor. Only about thirty Texans won the Medal of Honor in World War II, making it a select honor above all others.

After that announcement honors rolled in. The Navy christened a destroyer, the U.S.S. Johnnie D. Hutchins on May 2, 1944 at Orange, Texas. The christening of the ship was attended by the whole Hutchins family who rode by special train from Lissie to Orange. Johnnie's mother had the honor of christening the ship. At the ceremony Lt. Rowland Dillard, a ship mate of Johnnie's said, "Hutchins was the best helmsman. That's why I had him at the wheel. I had picked him for advancement to coxswain after the little show at Lae." To this day, ship mates of Hutchins speak quietly and emotionally of what Johnnie did that day, 60 years ago.

The Medal of Honor was presented by Rear Admiral A.C. Bennet in a public ceremony September 21, 1944 at the Sam Houston Coliseum. Houston mayor Otis Massey was master of ceremonies. The event was kicked off by a short parade down Main Street in Houston, featuring a detachment of U.S. Marines and the Ellington Field Military Band.

Honors have continued to come to Hutchins' memory on a regular basis. Hutchins Hall at the Dallas Naval Air Station, dedicated 1981; a Memorial plaque at Nimitz State Historical Park, was placed in 1989 by the Texas LST association, which leads those who honor the memory of what Johnnie did. The Medal of Honor now rests in the Pacific War wing of the National D-Day museum in New Orleans. The Prairie Edge Museum has a display devoted to Hutchins. For perspective on the times, the U.S. Government death benefit to the family of the hero was $475.20, which was used to purchase the family home from Mose Thomas.

Johnnie D. Hutchins is now buried at the back of Lakeside cemetery, his grave marked by a tall marker engraved with the image of the Medal of Honor. Other remarks by his commander Lt. Dillard are suitable to his memory: "Hutchins was an outstanding young man. He was neat and clean at all times. He was determined, intelligent, ambitious, cheerful, a good leader, loyal, and had good judgment. He was a good "man-o-wars-man," a good shipmate."

Hutchins would be 81 years old if he were alive today. But he died a month past his 21st birthday. The survivors of the men he died to save are all in their 80s today. But when you hear them speak of him at the frequent memorials given to Johnnie, you know that in their minds, he is still the smiling, energetic, 21 year old blond headed boy they knew on LST-473. The boy who thought not of himself, but of shipmates, honor and duty. I have talked to some of these men. They remember what he did 60 years ago. Eagle Lake ought to remember as well.

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Other sites remembering Johnnie David Hutchins include
Johnnie David Hutchins USNR
Lakeside Cemetery
Obituaries

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