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1ft—Lebanon Daily News, Lebanon, Pa., Thurs., Feb. 19, 1953 'High Noon' For Patrols Cold, Frightened Men Crawl Into Korea's Death Traps (How do m«« react while they are on a dangerous but little pub Ikized patrol action into the No-Man's Land of Korea? What are their thoughts? What do they say? The following story gives an unusual play- -fey-jriay interview with a patrol «f frozen, frightened men while they are actually on * "routine" raid to find out what the enemy ii up to.) By JOHN' CASSERLY ON THE WEST-CENTRAL FRONT, Today—(INS) — "Jackson! Hey, Jackson!.. .damn it, Jackson, come in!" The lieutenant buried his head and the earphones of his xvirephone in hia lap and listened. "Jackson," he urged, "Jackson..." and the voice of Second Lt. Edward W. Rockis, of Morgantown, West Va., trailed off. He buried his head again deep between his knees. Second Lt. Harold 1. Jackson, 22, of Qrangeburg, S, C., had slipped his 15-man patj-ol across friendly lines at 7:53 p. m., Tuesday night and for eight minutes now his handy (alkie had gone deaf and dttmb. "Lieutenant," a squeaky voice blurted. "Lt Rockis, this is Jackion." Jackion." The voice breathed heavily Into the mike. "1 am moving out Bow, sir." "Jackson," hummed the lieutenant, lieutenant, drumming his fingers on his right knee. "I .told you to stay on the phone. Now stay on 11! And keep your eyes open." "Walralh! Rockis urged. "Wai- rath . . .!" "This is Walrath, sir." "This is RoRkis. Walrath. When you get ready to move out, let me know and we'll shut the moonbeam moonbeam off." "It's 8:07 now, sir, and we're moving out." The 19-year-otd corporal, John V»Rlrath, of Oswego, New York, led his J2-man patrol across the ridge- line of "Old Charley." A gigantic searchlight, officially called "The Moonbeam," lit up the narrow hillpath—a broad beam of white and blue and gray that silhouetted silhouetted the trenches, reaching like great fingers into no-man's-land. At 8:12, Walrath reported "the light's out now. sir, we're moving." "Walrath, this Is Lt. Rnckis again. Put Garcia on the. phone and keep him. on it—all night." "Yes, sir," Walrath said. The night was bitterly co'rt. The (tars were out and the moon was Night Is death's high noon in Korea. Korea. At 8:20, Jackson reported he was set up on the left flank. At 8:24, the "Moonbeam" preyed on "Old Charley" again and Walralh whispered whispered he was ready on the light. Friendly artillery stepped up its all-night bombardment of the Chinese Chinese corridors, and 10 men in this hunker—less than 900 yards from enemy troops—glanced at one another another and wailed silently. Jackson cut the silence at 9:50 and blurted: "Lieutenant, there are noise* about 75 yards ahead and a little to our left." "Are you sure they are not yours?" Rockis asked. "Yes, sir," Jackson answered. "We'll get ready to send up * flare so play it coo! and hug mother earth," Rockin directed. Thirty seconds thumped by and one quarter full. The two patrols dersland," he said Rockis asked again: "Still hear noises, Jackson?" "Yes, sir," answered the siaky voice in the field. Voices screamed "Rapid fire" over the phones. It was quiet again. Then artillery boomed. Two hours passed. A new voice broke in over the phone: "Jackson, this Is John Casnerlj- of International News Service. Can you read me?" "Who?" he asked. 1 repealed. "Who?" he asked again and he drew out his quick question in shocked surprise, "Yes, sir, I un- are gc!n? off now., . . eur shells . . . up to our left. I can't explain it, sir. Just one of those things, sir. It comes every night." "Hear anything now, Jackson?" "No, sir. Just our patrol dog breathing. We're iweating it out,! sir." Scared, Jackson?" j Yes, .sir." ! I just turned, sir," Jackson reported, reported, "and I can see the Moonbeam. Moonbeam. I can look right across, Jackson Heights. Our mortars are kicking up there, sir." "Thanks, Jackson." "Take it easy, sir," Jackson said, and his voice faded out, I asked for Walrath on the right flank but got Pfc. Walter A. Weigand, Weigand, 21, of Woodside, Long Island,' New York. : . • j He answered in strange, shiver- j ing tones: I "I'm shaking all over, sir- fro m the cold. I'm too cold to talk, 8lr, but here's Walrath." "Yep, this is Walrath. We can't move around here. I feel like a frozen Icicle. Yes sir, I heard of the coldbar suit but all I have on in my parka. We just read about them. How cold is it? It's 10 below and if it isn't I feel like it is. Goodbye, sir, I hear something something up front." "Play it cool, Walrath," Rockit (aid. { At midnight, I spoke to Pfc. Daniel Daniel R. O'Keefe, 21, of Freeport, Long Island, New York. His teeth chattered as he said: "The worst part about going out on patrols is walking nut, sir. Everybody's scared. 1 think of my wife, Winifred. She's 19, five feet and her hair is . . ." The voice on the other end stopped. It was the cold. Through the night, 'he voices chorused: "Yes, sir . . . no, sir . . ." In the early morning darkness, all the men returned safely. There have been thousands ol such patrols since this war began. began. There will be more tomorrow tomorrow night. were sent nut In ambush and we listened to them over i xmmrl wirephone. Tonight, all across the 155-mile frnnt many such men patrolled into the ugly faces of the hills and the mouths of hidden death-traps. "What are you thinking about, .Jackson?" 1 asked. "The cold," he answered. "It's cold ns the devil, sir." "See anything, Jackson?" "It's very dark, sir. You never know where the enemy Is. Shells CREAM AND SUGAR? PORTLAND, Me. (UP) — A radio announcer, Roger B. Withington, Withington, in a sudden burst of generosity, generosity, handed out bags of the product product from a display placed onstage onstage by a coffee sponsor. He took home a pound himself and discover ed the display bags had been filled with sawdust. DOUBLE JEOPARDY FORT WORTH, Tex. (UP) — Raymond Shope, 19, suffered only cuts and bruises when his car was involved in an accident, but received received two broken legs when another another vehicle hit him as officers were investigating the first collision. collision.

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  1. Lebanon Daily News,
  2. 19 Feb 1953, Thu,
  3. Page 16

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