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Gislinde & David Holdsworth's Story

We would like to express our deepest appreciation to Anna-Carina Lieb for providing this extensive translation.
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INTRO:

Gislinde Maria Holdsworth was married to David Richard Holdsworth (2nd Lt, US Army) on 23 June 1964. They were united for 60 years, 10 months, and 14 days at the time of her death on 7 May 2025.  At that point, after 28 years in the Army, Dave was a Colonel, US Army, retired.

NOTE: Pronouncing Linde’s first name:

  • Germans will automatically and clearly pronounce the name “Gislinde” or the foreshortened name “Linde.”

  • Most Americans don’t have a clue with either.  Thus, they will spell the short form as with an “a” (the way it sounds to them).  Anytime she went to a new doctor’s office or a waiting room in some place that called people by name, there was always the awkward moment when someone tried to call her by her first name.

  • German relatives all use “Gislinde.”

  • Daughters say “Mom.”

  • Grandkids say “Oma” (German for grandmother).

  • And, her husband, Dave, called her “Linde” in mixed settings and “Gorgeous” or “Babes” in private.

PART I: LINDE'S LIFE FROM HER BIRTH UNTIL HER MARRIAGE TO 2ND LIEUTENANT DAVID R. HOLDSWORTH, US ARMY

Linde was born “Gislinde Maria Babilon” on 1 August 1941 as the third daughter of Jakob Babilon and Katharina Babilon (born “Kieser”) in the German town of Moemlingen (in Bavaria). 

Note the date of her birth and realize that this was during the middle of the Second World War.  Jakob Babilon was drafted into the German Army as a medic and saw conflict on both the eastern (Russia) and the western (France) fronts. Fortunately, Katharina was able to make the perilous trips to see him a few times.  And, he got leave to make at least one trip home. (See the family photo with Jakob in uniform and baby Gislinde being held by her mother.)  After the Allies landed in Normandy, he was captured and imprisoned by the Americans.  When Germany surrendered, he was released and returned to Moemlingen to restart his tailor trade, serve as an emergency medical technician in the town’s volunteer fire department, and later be selected to be on the town council.

As she grew up, Linde loved going to St. Martin’s Church (even though it was usually “standing room only” for mass on Sundays—so one had better not be late).   The atmosphere in St. Martin’s and the adjacent family-oriented cemetery was serene, solemn, and breath-takingly beautiful. See the photos. In later years, after the town built a larger church (Korpus Domini Kirche), adjacent to St. Martin’s, she did not enjoy the atmosphere so much.  It was the St. Martin’s experience she missed so much in the various church services she attended for the rest of her life—not counting Christmas Eve services or services in the natural environments picked for Easter sunrise services, like on the beach at McDill Air Force Base, FL, or on the mountain behind Fort Richardson, Alaska.

She attended school in a building adjacent to the St. Martin Church.  The distance from where she lived to the church and school was about half a mile. Thus, when released from class at noon she had time to walk home for lunch and then get back for the afternoon classes.

Classes were organized by birth year groups.  Linde (when recently hearing tales of the total mayhem and outright disobedience in today’s US public schools) would let her feelings be known and would use her school experiences as a model for maintaining classroom discipline.  Her year group class had upwards of 61 students in one classroom in Moemlingen, where the classes were taught by nuns and brothers affiliated with St. Martin’s Catholic Church (see photos).  She said “You could hear a pin drop in that classroom.”  Whenever there was a disruption in the class (usually involving one of the boys on the boys’ side of the room), it was dealt with immediately, with the offender receiving the appropriate number of whacks with a ruler on the palm of the hand.  There was never a follow-on issue with parental complaints.

Linde learned how to cook, bake, sew, knit, and crochet at home and in school. It just came naturally to her.

When Linde finished the 8th grade, she got a job in the city of Aschaffenburg, working in a men’s clothing business as a shirt folder—making the commute between work and home by bus or train, depending upon time of day. 

Her father, Jakob, being a tailor by trade, specializing in creating high quality men’s dress vests. He would make batches of them (working always from his home).  Then his wife, Katharina, on her bicycle or with a train/bus, would deliver the vests to the various regional businesses that sold men’s clothing and had ordered the vests.   

In 1962, near the end of June, Linde and a girlfriend from her work attended a Volksfest in the city of Aschaffenburg, along the Main River.  Being an accomplished dancer (having been the regional Rock and Roll dance competition champion), she could seamlessly follow the steps (or missteps) of any guy, with any form of dance (including over the head or through the legs passes). 

It was there she met a West Point cadet (David Holdsworth) who had recently completed his second year at West Point and was going through 30 days of Army Orientation Training (AOT) leading a mechanized infantry platoon stationed in Aschaffenburg.  With the help of her girlfriend (who was observed to speak a modicum of English with some of the American soldiers at the Volksfest), he asked Linde to dance.  What broke the initial tension between them was when he pulled out a small Berlitz German language phrase book after their first dance and searched for and mouthed the German words for “Will you dance with me?”  She watched him from another picnic table where she was sitting, laughed, and accepted his subsequent dance requests.    It became evident to him she spoke and understood some rudimentary English.  When linguistic matters got a little complicated, they would defer to her girlfriend who handled English much better.

Following hours of dancing that night, they realized she had missed her bus or train ride back home to Moemlingen.  So, she arranged to spend the night with her girlfriend in Aschaffenburg.  Before leaving the Volksfest grounds, Dave asked her to meet him in a restaurant the next day (Saturday).  It was hard to say what she felt at the time, but he was totally smitten.  

For the rest of his AOT assignment, when he was not in the field and after she got out of work, they would meet in a small coffee shop (convenient to her work and the bus or train station), get something to eat, and walk through the adjacent park or below the castle down along the Main River.

He never asked her to marry him, simply telling her they were going to marry. She had little understanding of what and where the United States Military Academy is.  But she grasped that Army regulations stated that under penalty of expulsion a cadet could not marry until after graduation (after the fourth year), thus, after his scheduled graduation date of 3 June 1964.

When his AOT tour was complete and he was returning to the States, they made plans for written communication—the Babilon family having no telephones.   

Fortunately for him, Linde ignored the assertions of some of her acquaintances (including a US Army captain) that Dave would never come back nor take her to America. 

Fortunately, Linde had someone in the company where she worked who was fairly conversant in English to help her translate his letters from West Point.  And he luckily found a plebe (freshman) in his cadet company who was taking Advanced German and who was willing to read her letters—tastefully stopping when it got “mushy.”  (Little did they know this experience would become commonplace for them during Dave’s subsequent combat tours in Vietnam and the Dominican Republic, having to live with letters taking upwards of 2 weeks to go one way.)

During his third year, Linde and Dave discussed Dave coming to Linde’s home town during his summer leave.  Linde arranged for a family member to pick him up and bring him to Moemlingen.  She also arranged for him to stay with Resi (an older sister) and her husband, Guenter Lieb (an international bus driver) in their apartment about half a mile from Linde’s family home.  And Dave arranged for getting a military space available (Space A) flight to Rhein-Main Air Force Base, near Frankfurt, where he was to be picked up for the drive to Moemlingen.

Matters proceeded like clockwork:  Dave, finally meeting Linde’s family, was treated like a son. Seeing Linde every day was fantastic.

After returning to West Point and beginning his final year, they made plans for her to come to West Point to be married during “June Week” immediately after graduation on the 3rd of June 1964.  But unbeknownst to him there were some problems with Linde getting a visa from the American Consulate in Frankfurt (she had been trying for months to get a visa).  And they still had no means to expedite communications to let him know what was going on.

During graduation rehearsal activities at West Point (a day before graduation), an Army major came up to Cadet Holdsworth, handed him a piece of paper and said “Mr. Holdsworth, call this number, collect!”  So, he did. And it was answered by the secretary of the US senator from Alaska (Senator Ernest Gruening).  Senator Gruening had given him the appointment to West Point in 1959. In the conversation with the secretary, she said “The senator is out of the country at the moment, but he wants to congratulate you on your pending graduation.” Then the secretary asked him how things are.  He replied that everything is okay except he hadn’t heard from his fiancée, who is supposed to be there for graduation and subsequent wedding. The secretary replied in good military lingo, “Wait! Out!“ and hung up.

The next that happened, the US consulate in Frankfurt, Germany contacted Linde and said “Get your luggage, come on in, and we’ll get you on the next plane out.”

Well, she wasn’t ready to leave yet because of some medical problems with her father.  But on the 17th, she had completed the necessary preparations, obtained the visa, caught a flight to New York, and arrived late that afternoon.  She was then taken to the home in Westwood, New Jersey of the fencing master for West Point (Warren Dow) and his wife (Helena) and son Bob.  The Dows were all former fencing national champions in various weapons and the parents were members of the 1938 Olympics fencing team. Dave, having been the fencing team captain at West Point in 1964, was invited by the Dows to stay with them until Dave and his fiancé got married.  Upon her arrival, they would not hear of Linde not staying with them, as well, remaining until Dave reported to the 82nd Airborne Division at Fort Bragg, North Carolina. The Dows immediately fell in love with Linde, and that relationship lasted until all three of them had died much later in life.

The day after Linde’s arrival began a whirlwind of wedding preparation: Rushing through the necessary steps (blood test, getting a wedding dress, and meeting with the head chaplain at West Point to go over the wedding plan). 

Fortunately, the chaplain (a Lutheran Army colonel) spoke German and made everything clear to Linde regarding the wedding ceremony in the Cadet Chapel.

They got married five days later in the massive Cadet Chapel (see the interior and exterior chapel photos and photos of the small wedding party).  Included in the wedding party were members of the fencing team, the Dows, and a close friend of Linde’s from Germany (then living in the United States).  This clearly met Linde’s taste for an ornate church environment, even though the whole thing was done in the choir loft—more like the interior of her childhood church--St. Martin’s. 

This was followed by a one-week honeymoon camp-out on a single campsite island in Lake George, New York, reachable only by a leaking canoe some 2 miles from where they parked the car, rented the canoe, purchased supplies, and visited the forest ranger’s office to pay the rent for using the island. The forest ranger was not there; but the store owner said not to worry, that he would come by the island later.  So off they went on their camping adventure, Dave rowing and Linde baling (once the leak was discovered).

Once on the island, Linde seemed like she had been doing this all of her life and freaking out only when turtles would poke their heads out of the water, looking like snakes approaching the island.

All went smoothly until 3 days later, when Dave decided to paddle to the other side of the lake, get some supplies, and pay the island rental.  Linde stayed alone on the island. The forest ranger still was not available, so Dave headed back.  About half-way back, a thunder storm suddenly hit.  Dave could only paddle backward since the wind hit the raised bow of the canoe and treated it like a sail.  And Dave had no way to dodge the lightning that was hitting all around.  Using the leeward sides of the various islands as cover, he zig-zagged his way back to their island, going one yard back for every two yards he paddled forward.  As he paddled, he could only imagine Linde’s situation and thoughts.  When he finally approached their island, he spotted Linde standing there swinging a lighted Coleman lantern to help guide him in the dark.  It was then he realized she would be in control regardless of what they faced.  And the years that followed proved that to be so very true.   

Later, the forest ranger finally came by the island, discovered Dave was active-duty military, and waived the rental fee.  This was much appreciated because they were already in debt with a new car payment and receiving only $222.30 per month base pay.  They would get another $110.00 per month for hazardous duty pay, once he successfully made it through Jump School, was assigned to an airborne unit, and made a military parachute jump at least once every 3 months.  But that was months away.  First, it was back to the Dow’s home, to begin the next phase of their life together. Linde would remind him if he was getting too close to the 3-month limit without making a jump.

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PART II: LINDE'S LIFE AS AN ARMY WIFE [AFTER HER HONEYMOON UNTIL HER DEATH ALMOST 61 YEARS LATER]

A. [1964] Preparation for first unit assignment with the 82nd Airborne Division and move to Fort Bragg, North Carolina.  While still a cadet, Dave had already made three training jumps from 3000 feet with the Skydiving Club at West Point, but the Army did not recognize these as contributing to his necessary jump status for assignment to the 82nd Airborne. [Linde stayed with the Dow’s and got work in a Chinese laundry while Dave was in training followed by their move to Fort Bragg.]

B. [1965] Dave’s deployment to the Dominican Republic (DOMREP) as part of the US forces in Operation Power Pack. [Linde moves back to Moemlingen then later works as a Red Cross volunteer in the hospital at Fort Bragg caring for the wounded soldiers from the DOMREP operation.]​

C. [1966] Dave’s time learning the Vietnamese language in Monterey, California at the Defense Language Institute (DLI), with follow-on assignment as a Vietnamese Ranger advisor in Viet Nam, fighting Viet Cong forces.  [Dave’s promotion to captain.  Linde accompanies him to the DLI and returns to stay with the Dows when he departs for Viet Nam. Linde gives birth to their first child (Eileen), goes to Moemlingen to await the end of his tour and then returns to the states to accompany him to their next assignment.]

D. [1967] Army’s Ranger School (in the “swamp phase”) at Eglin Air Force Base, near Fort Walton Beach, Florida as a senior instructor. [No things that Linde had ever experienced, some very scary, some really enjoyable.]

E. [1969] Dave’s return to Viet Nam, assigned to the 1st Cavalry Division (Airmobile), on the 1st Brigade staff, then as a rifle company commander in the jungle along the Cambodian border, fighting mainly North Vietnamese forces.  Then, finally as an assistant operations officer on the division staff. [Linde back in Moemlingen, not knowing much of what was going on, with at least 2 weeks between letters and no letters when he was in the jungle with his rifle company.]

F. [1970] The return to the states to attend the Infantry Officer Advanced Course at Fort Benning, Georgia. [Linde and Eileen back to join him, living in on-post military quarters.]

G. [1971] Dave’s assignment as a student for 2 years at the Naval Postgraduate School (NPS) in Monterey, California to get his master’s degree in Operations Research/Systems Analysis. [The family living in a rented house in Marina, California with back fence along Fort Ord’s boundary. Linde gives birth to their second daughter, Katya.   Linde becomes a US citizen in the week Dave is taking final exams, and they prepare to fly together to Germany, 2 days after he graduates.]

H. [1973] A 3-year assignment to US Army Europe headquarters in Heidelberg, Germany, designing, administering, and analyzing the results of quarterly personal opinion surveys. [Dave’s promotion to major.  Linde serving as his assistant stairwell coordinator, dealing with the issues and fun arising from among the other five families in the stairwell in Patrick Henry Village.]

I. [1976] A 1-year assignment as a student in the Command and Staff course at the Naval War College, Newport, Rhode Island. [Linde and daughters accompanying him, living in Navy housing.]

J. [1877] Qualifying as an Army inspector general (IG) at the IG course presented in Washington, DC with subsequent assignment as the Assistant Inspector General for US Army, Alaska, stationed in Fort Wainwright, Alaska and responsible for everything north of the Alaska Range.  This also involved doing sensitive special investigations involving matters south of the Alaska Range and internal to the headquarters (as an unbiased/external investigator). [Linde dealing with the other wives’ not knowing how to behave around the new IG and dealing with getting the girls safely on their school bus at down to 68 degrees below zero. But otherwise enjoying the ski slope when the ambient temperature was minus 20 degrees or warmer.  Linde does volunteer receptionist work in one of the doctor’s offices in the hospital at Fort Wainwright.]

K. [1979] Assignment as the Executive Officer of the 1st Battalion, 60th Infantry at Fort Richardson, Alaska.  [Living in government housing and falling in love with the protestant chapel community, helping make and serve meals in the kitchen under the chapel sanctuary, decorating the sanctuary for Christmas, and driving up the adjacent mountain for Easter sunrise services.  Some of her friendships there have remained throughout the rest of her life.  Dave gets promoted to Lieutenant colonel—having the weird situation of two LTCs in the battalion for about a month.]

L. [1980] Assignment as a branch and then division chief in the Army’s Concepts Analysis Agency (CAA) for 3 years, responsible for simulations of combat (mainly against Soviet and North Korean forces) in all theaters of the world to develop requirements for combat for ammunition by weapon type for US Army forces.  [Linde gets a job working for a doctor in Bethesda, Maryland—26 miles one-way from their home in Chantilly, Virginia—as a receptionist, bookkeeper, records filer, handling insurance claims, preparing patient appointment notes, and making coffee.]

M. [1983] Assignment in the Pentagon as a branch chief in the Office of the Deputy Chief of Staff for Operations, responsible for determination and certification of world-wide combat ammunition requirements for US Army forces (using the periodic force-on-force simulation results from the CAA). [Linde continues work for the doctor in Bethesda, plus periodically drives to the Pentagon in the dark to bring Dave a fresh uniform and a sack lunch when he has to work all night.]

N. [1985] Assignment as Chief of the newly created Research and Analysis Division (RAD) in the headquarters of the United States Southern Command (USSOUTHCOM), Quarry Heights, Republic of Panama.  [Dave’s promotion to colonel.  Linde becomes a master at putting together quick-notice meals for up to 20 officers (usually Chileans and Argentines) who had been fighting against each using the suite of computers in the RAD, hopefully building real friendships rather than remaining real-world politically opponents.   This was generally at short notice and she could not know in advance what would be for sale in the commissary.  She had to adjust her plans on the fly.  She never panicked; just made it happen.]

O. [1986] Assignment as the Deputy J5 for Policy under the J5 for USSOUTHCOM and leading parts of the Top-Secret planning for the pending potential invasion of Panama to oust Manuel Noriega and render the Panama Defense Forces ineffective. He was also responsible for developing the command’s compartmented (“black”) capabilities planning (Special Technical Operations). [Linde would often not see him for more than 2 hours per day for weeks on end (although he was only a 2-minute walk from the house being sequestered in a sensitive compartmented information facility {SCIF} in the tunnel into the mountain). Linde organized and managed the Latin American Auction to raise scholarship money for college-bound students.  This involved acquiring art work from local artists, precious stones from throughout Central America, and other items donated from merchants in Panama and elsewhere.  She could sweet talk almost anyone out of anything.  She MC’d the event in the officers’ club alongside a professional auctioneer.  She even had high-ranking government officials (US and foreign) attending and bidding at the auction.]

P. (1988) Assignment to lead the development and running of a Joint Mission Analysis (JMA) process for the United States Special Operations Command (USSOCOM) at MacDill Air Force Base, Florida. [Linde got a job working for a doctor in Tampa, this time with several other co-workers, mostly as a receptionist.  But her records review and filing often found her bringing home a large stack of records for review and editing (and the records had to be completed before the next workday).

Q. (1992) Upon retirement, returned to the home state of Alaska and Dave worked as an adjunct instructor for Chapman University and then as a full-time instructor in the Management Department of Alaska Pacific University (APU) in Anchorage—teaching both graduate and undergraduate students and serving as the thesis advisor for selected graduate students. [Linde got a job in a doctor’s office with one other employee.  Again, receptionist, records management, insurance processing, appointments, coffee-making, and being totally loved by the staff and patients.]

R. (1997) Responded to a request from Dave’s former Ranger camp commander (now a retired brigadier general) to gain access to Dave’s brains to help his company bid on the contract at USSOCOM for renewal of the JMA contract.  Eventually this turned into Dave and Linde leaving Anchorage and APU, returning to Tampa, to provide contract support (at more the 3 times what he was being paid at APU) to the United States Central Command (USCENTCOM) and then USSOCOM.

S. (2011) Final/final retirement in Tampa, Florida and subsequent movement (2020) to Orange Park, Florida

[One thing to note throughout this is that Linde was generally unflappable and quickly under control, regardless of the situations she faced.She would cry in sad situations (like the funerals for father, mother, and sisters), but never broke down or lost it.The exception was at the end of Phase R, when she felt forced to call upon her dear friends and some neighbors to help her deal with some severe health situations Dave faced. And she did not how to deal with the complex situation as matters got worse.

They built a house in the Orange Park Country Club, right next to Katya’s house, and proceeded to start attending the Protestant Chapel at Naval Air Station, Jacksonville.Then out of the blue, the military decided to stop supporting the provision of church services as they were being attended mostly by retirees, and directed the chaplains to provide services only to active-duty personnel.Daughter, Eileen, who had recently moved from Wisconsin to a townhouse in Oak Leaf Plantation tried out the Argyle Church of Christ and recommended it for her parents

They did, and found a loving atmosphere awaited them. Even though it was not structurally like St. Martins in Moemlingen or the cadet chapel at West Point, the loving atmosphere made it the place to be for them.]

 

 

Additional details by the above duty/assignment phases

Phase A: After returning from their adventures on the single campsite island in Lake George, New York, Linde and Dave stayed at the Dow’s house outside of Westwood, New Jersey.  He and Bob Dow did some landscaping work for a neighbor who owned a landscaping business. And Linde helped Helena in the house.

When Dave informed them when he had to leave for Fort Benning Georgia for Airborne (aka “Jump”) School and then Ranger School, the Dow’s would not hear of Linde not staying with them until Dave had to report to the 82nd Airborne Division at Fort Bragg, North Carolina, in mid-December of 1964.

Dave had no knowledge of nor gave permission for what was to follow.

After he left, the Dow’s (Bob and Helena) decided to take an across-country trip in their Cadillac with Linde and a female friend of theirs—Irene, a multi-lingual lawyer from the Polish consulate, who was also a world-class fencer.  Their plan was that Linde would learn a lot more English on the trip.  But when they got back, everyone was speaking some German.  The only places they could not go near were US military installations (since Irene was, technically, a communist government official).

Linde felt the need to get a job, to help pay the Dows for at least some of her room and board.  [She was already doing laundry, cleaning the house, cooking meals, and making Warren Dow’s martinis when he got home from work.] So, Helena went with her to check out the “help wanted” sign in a Chinese laundry business next door to the dental office where Helena worked.  Linde was hired immediately to fold and package into boxes the laundered men’s shirts.  This was a lot like the work she had done for years in Aschaffenburg.  In this case, the owner spoke only Chinese, his wife spoke Chinese and English, and the teenage boys who would come in after school and worked on Saturdays were bilingual.  The owner’s wife was heard to chew out the boys if they tried to teach Linde any swear words.  But they loved her and invited her to their home for lunch on Saturdays.

Bob Dow taught her how to drive (stick shift) using their little Volkswagen Karmann Gia in their large yard behind their swimming pool.  The yard sloped and had small hills and trees throughout, but Linde learned enough to pass her test and get her drivers’ license.

Upon completion of Dave’s training in Ranger School, they left for Fort Bragg, renting half of a duplex house in Fayetteville, North Carolina.  The neighbors immediately fell in love with her and she with them.  Linde would walk a few blocks to the laundry, often paying for Dave’s stiffly starched uniforms with a pocket full of pennies.

Even with the extra $110 per month hazardous duty pay, since he was now on jump status, she was pinching pennies.  Dave was amazed how she could produce gourmet-tasting meals using hotdogs and potatoes.

On New Year’s Day 1965, they were invited (formally attired) to the brigade commander’s home, along with the other officers in the infantry brigade.  When they arrived, the brigade commander (a full colonel) and his wife greeted them at the front door, and the colonel proceeded to give Linde a big kiss on the cheek.  At that point Dave told himself that he definitely wanted to make it to be a full colonel….  Linde showed a penchant for being a naturally born bookkeeper, and assumed the role of managing their finances for the rest of their lives together (a big load off of Dave when he was deployed to various foreign combat situations).

Phase B. At the end of April, President Johnson ordered the commitment of US forces to stop the civil war that had broken out between the government of the Dominican Republic (DOMREP) and communist rebels who had taken over most of the down-town area of the city and threatened the US embassy.  OPERATION POWER PACK forces included all of the 82nd Airborne Division and two marine battalions (the 1st Battalion, 8th Marines and the 3rd Battalion, 6th Marines), as well as a multi-national Latin American brigade.  Some 69 soldiers were killed (including one of Dave’s classmates from West Point) and many more wounded in the operation, with many of the wounded being returned for treatment in the hospital at Fort Bragg.  Linde offered to be a Red Cross volunteer, helping care for the wounded (like going through the wards providing reading materials or snacks).  A couple of months later, Linde went home to Germany, returning to Fort Bragg when Dave returned upon completion of the military operation in the DOMREP, 5 months later.

Dave went back to normal work in his battalion and Linde restarted her Red Cross volunteering. Dave got promoted to 1st lieutenant and Linde proudly pinned on the insignia of rank during the ceremony.  

Phase C.  In April of 1966, Dave received orders to proceed to Monterey California, to the Defense Language Institute, for the 12-week Vietnamese language course in preparation for a subsequent assignment to Viet Nam.  Before leaving, they made a quick trip to visit the Dows and discovered shortly thereafter that (surprise, surprise) Linde was going to have a baby.

The trip across country in a car with no air conditioning and periods of high heat (like in Death Valley) was challenging.  Linde often had to hold up magazines to block the sunlight for them to see while driving west directly into the setting sun.  And, of course, they had to contend with passing truck drivers honking their horns and gawking at the gorgeous blonde sitting next to Dave.

Language school was very demanding but fun (Dave ended up being an honor-graduate), including numerous parties among the students in his class (and even, occasionally with their Vietnamese instructors).  Everyone got to know and love Linde.

When the instruction was complete and Dave took off for Viet Nam to be an advisor to the Vietnamese Rangers, Linde and the wife of another of the students drove together back to the east coast. The major thing with which they had to contend was to discover and deal with one of the motel operators spying on them through a hole in the room’s wall.  Linde went back to stay with the Dows until the baby was born, and Dave reported to the Military Assistance Command’s Team 77 at the Trung Hua Vietnamese Ranger base camp, about 9 miles north of the 25th Infantry Division’s base camp at Cu Chi.

Again, it was 2 weeks between letters between them. And she did not burden Dave with minor issues.  And he didn’t dwell on the sniper fire directed at him that passed between his legs while moving with a Ranger company on line through a flooded rice paddy; or of stepping inches away from and seeing two Chinese communist grenades that had been partially buried and wired together to explode if stepped upon them at the road into the rifle range just outside the Ranger base camp’s mine field.  The Good Lord was clearly watching over him that day. 

As time got close for Linde to give birth, her mother flew from Germany to the Dow’s house to be with her.

On the third of January 1967, Dave was promoted to captain at the Ranger camp.  When the ceremony ended, the advisory team chief approached Dave and handed him a Red Cross telegram announcing the birth of his daughter, Eileen.  There was a lot of celebrating in Advisory Team 77 that afternoon (at Dave’s expense).  Fortunately, the Vietnamese Communists (VC) decided not to attack or fire mortar shells at them that afternoon or night.  Again, no radio or phones to talk between them.  But a lot of letters got written.

Immediately after Eileen’s birth, Bob Dow and a fencer from the West Point team tried to visit Linde.  The hospital staff said they could permit only one of them to see her and that individual had to be related to her.  Then Bob said he was the father and the cadet was her husband.  After the nurses picked themselves off of the floor in laughter, they were both allowed in.

Shortly thereafter, Linde, Eileen, and Eileen’s new grandmother flew back to Germany, to Moemlingen.

For Dave, things got worse in mid-March when the VC launched a heavy 82millimeter mortar attack on the Ranger camp. Dave was only wounded in the back by a single piece of shrapnel, but his team sergeant had so much in him he could not be moved to have x-rays made to see where all the shrapnel was.  He died 2 days later in the hospital in Cu Chi.  And there were major losses among the Vietnamese Ranger troops and their families, as well.

Dave had to be very cautious in what he told Linde concerning this event.

Phase D. When his Viet Nam tour ended that summer, Dave flew to Germany to pick up his family and make the move to report to the Army Ranger department at Fort Benning, Georgia.  When he got there, he was offered the choice of three locations (all based upon the three basic phases of Ranger School).  Instead of choosing to remain at Fort Benning (for the initial phase), or go to Dahlonega, Georgia (for the mountain phase), he chose the third and final (swamp) phase at Eglin Air Force Base (adjacent to Fort Walton Beach, Florida).  Linde was mentally prepared for any choice, but loved the idea of going to the Florida panhandle and taking Eileen to the beaches.  

Upon arrival at Eglin AFB, they were assigned to on-base officer housing, surrounded by Air Force families and the occasional families of Army Rangers.  They were in single-story duplexes, formed into 6-family quadrangles with a big common grassy area where the kids played.

Linde really hit it off with the neighbors and felt totally at ease communicating with all of them in English.

As a senior instructor, Dave was gone for 2-day segments moving with and evaluating the Ranger students mostly in the swamps, at times in chest-deep water, in the dark, trying to avoid the alligators and poisonous snakes, while closing in on and attacking the “enemy” forces (consisting of rotational active-duty Army units from Fort Benning).

After evaluating and debriefing the Ranger platoon leader and assistant platoon leader for their performances in the phase, and after being replaced by another instructor, Dave would walk alone out of the swamp and drive the 26 miles home from the Ranger base camp.  He would then have the night to sleep, write his reports, and return to the Ranger camp to link up with another student platoon (that had remained in the swamps with next to no sleep or food).

Linde knew when to expect him, so met him at the back door.  He knew the drill: she forced him to take off all of the muddy pieces of his jungle fatigues and put them in the washing machine before progressing to the fully filled bathtub.  She would periodically check on him to ensure he had not fallen asleep and drowned.  He did fall asleep multiple times.

Then, it was “welcome home” time with wife and daughter.

In the panhandle of Florida, there are periodic hurricanes, with Linde not knowing what Dave’s situation was in the swamps when they hit.  In one case, Dave’s platoon was hit by a lightning strike killing two of the students in a machine gun position, putting another unconscious in the hospital for three days, and giving everyone else, including Dave, the feeling they had stuck their feet into electrical outlets. Their radios did not work and emergency flares went no more than 20 feet before being wiped out in the heavy rain that followed. The training was suspended for the day as all of the 6 student platoons were moved from the field back to the Ranger camp. The word got out at the Air Force base, but without details.   It was only after Dave finally got home that he could tell her what happened.  Linde was concerned through it all in worried discussions with the other wives, but did not freak out.

Linde’s close friendship with some of the other Ranger instructors and their wives continued throughout her life.  One incident was an event she never forgot, when she visited the quarters of Bob and Muriel Parrish and saw that Bob had acquired a pet monkey.  Linde swore the monkey attacked her as Bob brought it close to her face.  And she got very scared, when visiting the quarters of Lee and Clara Thompson and Lee handed her a gunny sack with a large live rattlesnake inside it.  It was one of the Ranger instructor duties to bag poisonous snakes and bring them back to camp to have their poison drained for serum production.

Phase E.  When Dave got orders to go back to Viet Nam, Linde made plans to take Eileen and go back to Moemlingen.  She rented an apartment in a small building near the center of the town (with the luxury of a small wood-burning stove and refrigerator) within walking distance of her family home and all of the downtown stores.  Fortunately, the German Mark to US dollar exchange ratio was still very favorable (about 4-to-1), so Linde did not have to worry about her finances.  To Eileen, the absence of modern conveniences we had in the US was no big deal.  She loved being around her cousins, giving Linde a break, when her cousin Hermann and his friend Johnny would swing her between them along the sidewalk or tease her about seeing her panties (which she vehemently denied).  Each time they would take Eileen by the butcher store and get her a slice of Weisswurst.  Again, it was at least 2 weeks for letters between Linde and Dave.

Phase F.  Eileen was initially picked on by the other children in the military quarters at Fort Benning since she was not speaking English, until Linde told them she was speaking German.  It did not take long before the English language came back to her.

Phase G.  Linde really hits it off with wives from Dave’s OR course classmates (with one couple living two houses away).  The ladies frequently baby-sat each other’s kids.   Partway through their tour, Linde gave birth to “Daughter number two” (Katya).  As she was lying in the hospital bed, Dave told her he had completed the registration information at the hospital.  She then chided him for spelling her name as “Katya” rather than “Katja.”  Dave thought “Katja” would be a pronunciation problem in school.  But the deed was done. And it’s “Katya” forever after (or “Katch” or “Dah Dats” names picked up from neighbor kids and used by her father to this day).

Phase H.  Linde established several close/lifetime friendships with the ladies living in the stairwell.  As personnel got reassigned and moved, the list kept getting bigger.  Linde prepared a great party for Dave’s promotion to major, but the event had to be in stages (since the quarters could handle only so many guests at a time). Things were going well for the preparations for the first set of guests when the grill caught on fire.  Dave rushed it out into the stairwell.  Unfortunately, the wax on the stairwell landing also caught fire, adding to the excitement until some wet towels could be brought out to save the day.  Linde, largely unphased, continued as the consummate hostess.

Phase I.  Linde developed close relationships with her neighbors on the base.  One couple had been with us at the Florida Ranger Camp and had worked for Dave.  The wife was great at making Peking Duck meals (using a bicycle pump to separate the skin from the meat).  The best fun they had was to hold races with the lobsters across the kitchen floor before cooking them.  It was hard to tell which lobster was really the winner. The land-race winner got cooked anyway. One thing that stood out was when two German Shepard puppies were observed chasing Katya around the outside of the house.  At first appearance, it looked like they were just playing, but when they passed again and the look on her face was of terror, one of the neighbors jumped up and saved the day.

Phase J.  Upon arrival at Fort Wainwright, adjacent to the city of Fairbanks, they were assigned quarters in North Post, next to the post commander, the post chapel, the officers’ club, and to other sets of 12-unit officer quarters.  Their 12-unit building had access to a common basement (like in Heidelberg in Patrick Henry Village), so one did not have to put on winter gear to visit the neighbors. Every unit had a head-bolt heater outlet to keep the car plugged when extreme cold arrived.  In one case, it hit 68 degrees before zero and the battery in their car froze and split after someone who was sharing the outlet at the headquarters building caused the outlet to short out.  JC Penney in Fairbanks made some money that night.  Linde always reminded the girls to hold their breaths until they made it into the school bus.  The connecting steam utilidor at the end of the basement allowed the building’s occupants to get to the post chapel, the officers’ club, the post commander’s quarters and the other sets the of officer quarters without having to be exposed to the weather.  It also offered what was used by some as a four-tenths of a mile jogging track. The on-post ski slope stayed open as long as the ambient temperature was minus 20 degrees or warmer.  In the winter, Linde could get to the slope in just a few minutes (it took more than 30 minutes in the rest of the year), since the engineers would create an ice bridge that even tanks could drive over by boring holes in the ice over the adjacent Cheena River and letting the water bubble up through the holes and form an ever-thicker bridge.  Linde and the girls spent a lot of fun nights on that ski slope.

Phase K.  Linde got along great with the other wives in the battalion.  On Friday afternoons the battalion commander would declare a training meeting in the officers’ club where, afterwards, the wives joined their husbands for refreshments and a meal.  This really allowed the wives to interact on a regular basis (whether they lived in military quarters or off post.).   Linde and Dave started going to the protestant post chapel and found it to be much to their liking.  The chaplain and his wife became close friend until they died, many years later.

Linde would help prepare the meals in the kitchen a few minutes before the service ended.  For the first half of their tour at Fort Richardson, they could take left-over turkey or other meals to the Brother Francis Shelter. But towards the end, someone declared that they could no longer accept food not prepared by them.  What a waste, but understandable!

Linde got to perform her magic again when Dave got promoted to lieutenant colonel, organizing and cooking for members of the battalion who attended.

Linde also helped Dave take pictures of the congregants and post them with their names in a large book attached to the wall in the entrance to the chapel. The photos were inserted within hinged plexiglass sheets opening like a book, so all of the photos could be seen, simply by turning the pages.   

Phase L.  Linde really took to her job in the three-person doctor’s office in Bethesda.  Patients really took to her great personality.  She knew them all by name.  What she learned there would stand her in good stead later in life.

Phase M.  As the girls are really growing, Eileen in high school and Katya getting in junior high, Linde felt comfortable leaving them alone until she got home.  She did not panic when Katya and two of her neighborhood friends decided to have a hair-cutting party. Plus, she accepted Dave’s absence twice a week to take saber lessons and compete in fencing tournaments on weekends.

Phase N. Eileen was off to the University of Alaska in Fairbanks, coming down twice a year when school was on vacation.  In the winter break, she would leave Fairbanks at usually 45 degrees below zero and arrive in Panama at 95 degrees above.  Dave would usually give her 48 hours before taking her out running.  Katya would have been in high school (having been such in Northern Virginia), but the military school system in Panama required the 9th graders to be treated as junior high students.

One time, while Linde and Katya were enjoying the beach on the Atlantic side, Dave took Eileen (who was in ROTC at the university) to run the military compass course through the Jungle School (the school not being in session).  Dave ran point and looked out for potential bushmasters (the two them being a long way from help if bitten), while Eileen steered them with her compass.  They ended up the on the highway to the school and walked to the beach.  The guard at the entrance to the school was a bit shocked to see two very sweaty individuals emerging from the jungle and walking toward him.  Linde declared both to be crazy.

Phase O. The Officers’ Wives Cub tried to get Linde to be the Latin American Auction chairperson again for the next year (since they unanimously thought she had done since a fabulous job), but she was pretty much burned out.

Phase P. Linde got a job in a walk-in clinic in Brandon, FL, principally as a front desk receptionist. She established lifetime friendships with some of her co-workers.

Phase Q. Again, her friendship with the doctor and two co-workers became everlasting. When they left for the next phase, their daughter, Eileen, took over the job.  The doctor knew Eileen would be just like her mother.

Phase R. Linde had already greased the skids on purchasing a house in Tampa.  The selling realtor was so impressed, he accepted a modest downpayment and declared she would get the money back if Dave did not get the job.

 

Phase S. The years 2024 and early 2025 were exceptionally difficult for Linde.  Following their attendance at Dave’s 60th class reunion at West Point, she developed a persistent cough.  The family doctor thought she may have pneumonia and prescribed anti-biotics. This went on for months, including chest x-rays at Baptist Clay Hospital in February 2025, before she was referred to a pulmonologist.  Eventually, she was scheduled to have a series of biopsies from a large mass in her left lung.  They had her on a gurney in the hospital, all wired up, when the head nurse came down and declared the doctor refused to do the biopsies without a PET scan to guide him. Linde got unwired and was sent home.

It was almost 2 weeks before the PET scan could be done due to claimed issues with delivery of the necessary chemicals.  After more than a week, not having received the information about the results, a number of frantic phone calls were made to the pulmonologist’s office (with no response).  Finally, she received a copy of the radiologist’s report, but nothing from the pulmonologist’s office.  The radiologist cited the lung cancer had spread to other organs.  A close oncologist friend looked at the report and confirmed that Linde had only a week to maybe 6 months to live.

She died, surrounded by Dave, Eileen, Katya, Katya’s husband (Gary), and two of her grandkids (Jordan and Christian), two weeks later, a few minutes before 3AM on 7 May 2025.

For weeks thereafter, Dave  still received calls from the pulmonologist’s office telling Dave he needs to reschedule Linde’s appointment. Each time, Dave told them she had died….

More details follow, categorized in the following phases, with inserts of Linde’s role in each case:

DAVE'S BEGINNING

Born, 24 April 1942, as David Richard Carlton, to father— Clyde Ralph Carlton and mother--Clementina Holdsworth.  Dave was born in the Bremerton Navy Yard Hospital (Bremerton, Washington).  Clyde Carlton was in the navy for over 19 years (retiring as a Motor Machinist Mate 2nd Class).  And, because he served during the Second World War, as the US started a force drawdown, he was given credit for a 20-year retirement.

Some 13 months later, the Carlton family increased by two (the twins—Phyllis and Phil).

While Clyde was still in the Navy, the family lived in Renton, Washington.  Four of David’s most memorable events were as follows:

  • When he was about 2 years old, while walking up a gangway to get on a sailing boat, Dave slipped and fell in the water.  He still recalls the greenish color of the water and of seeing the plant life floating above him.  The next he recalls is being grabbed by his mother and being handed out to others on the gangway as she was pulled out of the water.  He was lucky she had such good reflexes and strong swimming skills.  To him, it was no big deal, no fear, no panic, just like a video.

  • When he was about three, he was riding in the front seat of their car (a design where the front passenger door opened from the front and swung out to the rear).  While going down a hill near their house, Dave opened the door and it swung out.  He was still holding onto the door handle when his mother rescued him yet again by grabbing his leg and holding on until she could bring the car to a stop.  No seat belts in that car.

  • At the age of four, the Carltons hosted an afternoon party in their house.  At one point, the adults left the living room and went out back, leaving their half-consumed drinks unguarded.  Dave proceeded to drain all the glasses he could see.  The next thing he remembers is rolling down the steeply sloping front yard and then being picked up and taken back in the house.  He came close to rolling over the four foot retaining wall and landing on the sidewalk or into the street.

  • At five, Dave was in the back yard when lightning struck the wire fence across the back.  He felt like he had stuck his feet into light sockets.  This was a precursor to his experience 23 years later, when lightning hit his Ranger student platoon and killed two of his students and put another one in the hospital, unconscious for 3 days.

When Clyde got out of the Navy, he went to work for Anheuser-Busch Brewing Company and moved the family to Port Orchard, just across the sound from the Bremerton Navy Yard.  Clyde put in a wire fence in the back yard and proceeded to raise chickens and pigs.

In December, 1947, the family increased yet again when brother Bruce was born.

One year, 1 week, and 1 day later, relatives from Seattle came to Dave’s school and took him home.  They tried to explain that there had been a terrible accident—Clementina had shot herself with a .22 caliber rifle.  There was never a mention of whether she had been pregnant at the time; or how, physically, she could have shot herself while “cleaning” the rifle.

Thereafter, Clyde took the four children and moved to California, still working for Anheuser-Busch.

In 1950, while they were living in a housing project, the California Child Protective Services visited Clyde and told him he would have to put the children in foster homes unless the situation changed.  The children were later split up and put into separate homes.

In April 1951, the children were gathered together by Florence Holdsworth (the children’s grandmother) and Violet “Peggy” Holdsworth (the wife of Clementina’s brother, Phil Holdsworth). The children were all outfitted with new clothing and flown first to Seattle to Florence’s home for 2 days and then on to Anchorage, Alaska (Peggy’s home).

Phil and Peggy had no children, having spent 3 years as prisoners of the Japanese in the Philippine Islands (in three different prison camps). And it was expected that their time in the prison camps as prisoners may have adversely affected Peggy’s ability to have children of her own.

Phil was working for the Corps of Engineers at Fort Richardson at the time.

One year later, they obtained permission to adopt the children and change their last names from “Carlton” to “Holdsworth.”

A year later, Phil was offered the position of “Commissioner of Mines” for the territory by the territorial Governor.  [He later was appointed to be the “Commissioner of Natural Resources,” when Alaska became a state in 1959.]

Peggy then loaded the Willy’s Jeep and drove the family to the state capitol (Juneau).

Dave’s life in Juneau centered on church youth group (Northern Lights Presbyterian Church), the Boy Scouts, and the school band (being the lead drum player).  Dave never progressed beyond Star Scout since he could not swim.  He made Star Scout by getting a rowing merit badge, but that was insufficient for higher rank.  He finally learned to swim as part of the “Rock Squad” at West Point. Even so, he was selected to be the senior patrol leader for the Boy Scout troop that met in the Catholic Church near his home in Juneau.  Dave taught himself to blow the bugle and learned all of the necessary bugle calls.  Then Dave formed a drum and bugle corps for the Boy Scout jamboree.

One day, he observed Phil showing Phyllis a judo technique (i.e., throwing an attacker over the shoulder if they attempt to make a choaking grab around the neck).  Dave asked Phil if he could try the move out, and Phil showed it to him.  About a year later, Dave and others were making a fort out of a large stack of lumber from construction material at the hospital across the street from their house.  While Dave was atop the pile of lumber, with others at various levels in the pile, two of the neighbor boys came over and started to knock the pile down.  The boys then ran to their bicycles to make their escape.  Dave, with a stick in his hand, ran after them and thrust the stick into the spinning front wheel of one of the bicycles.  The boy was immediately launched into the air and his wheel came apart.  The incident was reported to Peggy, who visited the boy’s mother and told her what her son had done.  The woman’s complaints regarding the cuts and scrapes her son had received were abruptly silenced.

About a month later, Dave passed this same boy on a trail leading down into the Evergreen Bowl.  The boy then ran after Dave, jumped on his back, and grabbed him around the neck.  Without delay or even thinking about it, Dave launched him about 10 feet down the trail (the trail going downhill at that point).  That boy never again approached Dave nor even spoke to him.  (Another instance of this defensive technique will be discussed later.)

Dave was selected by his fellow scouts for induction in the Order of the Arrow (OA), the Boy Scout honor society. 

 

In 1958, he was chosen for elevation to the Brotherhood level.  In 1959, he was asked by the district scouting director to lead the Ordeal and Brotherhood level ceremonies, as the only scout available who knew both ceremonies by heart.

Later (Spring of 1962), he was asked by the Black Wolf District, covering West Point NY, to handle a special case of running the Ordeal ceremony to induct Major General William Westmoreland (then the superintendent of the United States Military Academy) into the Order of the Arrow.  It was only the two of them at the campfire on the mountainside.  Dave (a third-class cadet) in Indian regalia and the general in in his dress green uniform.  Dave will never forget the feeling of firmly striking the general on his left shoulder with the palm of his right hand and feeling those silver stars on his dress uniform.  Dave often wondered how they found out about his OA background and had selected him for the task.  Among some 2400 cadets, some of them must have been in the OA….

One day in 1960, Dave’s rotational job was to have the lead in ensuring the room was properly cleaned (including the rifles), beds properly made, and everything ready for inspection.  One of his roommates (a pole vaulter on the track team) started to leave, track gear in hand, without making his area ready for inspection.  Dave challenged him on getting his stuff straight before leaving.  As Dave turned away from the door, his roommate attacked him from the rear, throwing his arm around Dave’s neck. Big mistake!  The next thing that happened, his roommate found himself upside down, about 8 feet across the room and against the metal radiators under the windows.  He limped out of the room and left for the track meet.  Shortly thereafter there was a reassignment of roommates, without explanation.  

In Alaska, Dave was not on any sports team.  When he took the mandatory boxing and wrestling classes, like all cadets at the time, he had to compete against other cadets of approximately the same size and weight.  Fortunately for Dave, he was the heaviest and biggest for the cutoff point for his group.  Thus, he generally kicked butt.  He often wonders what would have happened if he had fallen at the bottom of the heavier/bigger group.

When he was directed to choose a sport for regimental team competitions, he decided to try out for the fencing team.  This decision changed his entire life.  He found he had a basic knack for fencing.  At the beginning of his third year, Dave discovered that a plebe (Bob Dow) was an accomplished fencer.  When Dave approached him about joining the team, Bob responded that he would if West Point would accept his father (Warren Dow) as a coach.  Warren Dow was a national champion in multiple weapons and a member of the 1938 US Olympic team.  Bob’s mother, Helena Dow, was a former foil national champion and also on the 1938 Olympics Team.   When West Point accepted Warren to coach, he brought Nathaniel Lubell (a three-time Olympian in foil) with him. 

 

Nathaniel became Dave’s principal coach in foil. And, under Nathanial’s tutelage, Dave was eventually selected to be the Foil Team captain and the overall Fencing Team captain.

Fencing remained a big part of Dave’s life thereafter. Wherever Dave was stationed, except for combat tours in the Dominican Republic in 1965 and two tours in Viet Nam (1966-1967, 1969-1970), Dave sought out the opportunity to fence.  Overseas he fenced with the University of Heidelberg team and the Panamanian National Team.  Dave also worked to be a nationally ranked referee in all three weapons (foil, epee, and saber).

Shortly before graduation in 1964, Dave asked Warren for a saber lesson because he wanted to try it out in the upcoming sectional championship.  Using mostly foil techniques, Dave won the saber gold medal and decided that saber was going to be his principal weapon for the rest of his life.  He ended up winning three gold and one silver medal in the early/mid-1990’s at the Summer National Championships in Senior Men’s Saber.

But far more importantly, Dave’s relationship with the Dow family made Dave’s and Linde’s lives together a whole lot smoother in the subsequent years.

May 1965, Dave’s deployment as a rifle platoon leader with Company B, 3rd Battalion, 325th Airborne Infantry Regiment, 82nd Airborne Division to the Dominican Republic as part of Operation Power Pack:

  • Air landed at San Isidro airfield, spent the night and got trucked into the city to the eastern end of the Duarte Bridge.  Got into a firefight with a friendly rifle company on his right flank.  Nobody hit!  It just went to show how high untrained people aim at night.  Total lack of fire discipline!  An unpracticed skill since the Korea8n War.  The 82nd had to learn the hard way from that incident.

 

  • Crossed the Duarte bridge and linked up with the military police in the middle of the city, along the main street leading to the American embassy.  Heard shots being fired and was told they were receiving fire from a high rise building to their west.  Took a fire team from his platoon and entered the building at the ground floor. Worked their way up the interior stairs, encountering several civilians hiding in the stairwell.  Nearing the top, they heard and saw a hand grenade bouncing down the stairs.  When it did not explode, they realized it was only the body of the grenade, without the blasting cap.  Dave looked down at his waist and realized it was his.  Somehow the body had become unscrewed from the cap.  Who the hell thought such a thing could happen?  After screwing the grenade back together, they proceeded the last few feet to the door leading out onto the roof.  Kicked the door open and rolled out onto the roof.  To their surprise, they found four paratroopers, lying on the roof with rifle fire passing over their heads.  Dave took off my helmet and crawled all the way along the roof, waiving this helmet in the air.  When firing stopped, he stood up to show himself—that they were friendlies.

  • Participated with other companies in sweeping down the streets toward the communist guerrillas’ center of mass.  The houses were all structured with common walls, i.e., no walkways between the houses/stores.  Went into one of the houses and made his way to the back, to check it out.  (One of Dave’s classmates from West Point was killed by machinegun fire, attempting to do what he was doing.)  Exiting the house in the rear, he encountered a cinder block wall, about 6 feet high.  When he attempted to pull himself up the wall to check out the other side, a burst of machinegun fire passed within inches of his helmet.

  • Was directed to place his rifle platoon on the right flank of the division and to linkup with the Latin American Brigade, commanded by a Brazilian brigadier general.  An assumption was that his 5 years of Spanish language training would work with a Portuguese- speaking Brazilian.  Fortunately, the general spoke Spanish perfectly and did well in English.

 

1966-1967, Dave’s assignment as an advisor to the Vietnamese Rangers, as part of Military Assistance Command--Viet Nam (MACV) Team 77. 

  • See details laid out in Linde’s story regarding sniper fire between Dave’s legs while on line sweeping across a rice paddy.  Or of Dave almost stepping on boobytrapped Chinese Communist grenades, or of the mortar attack which wounded Dave and his Vietnamese counterpart’s wife, but killed his team sergeant.  One incident not mentioned in Linde’s write up involved Dave being in a single file, with about 10 Rangers ahead of him, departing a rice paddy and entering a hedgerow.  About 20 yards ahead of him, there was a loud explosion, with shrapnel cutting through the trees over his head.  When Dave got up to the point of the explosion, he could see the body of one of the Rangers, minus his head, arms, and legs.  It had obviously been a tripwire-detonated artillery round.  Once again, Dave missed death by mere meters. In another case, Dave was delayed in going outside the perimeter for Ranger training one day.  The delay was just enough that a booby trapped explosive detonated in the midst of some 20 Rangers, killing or wounding several of them.  But Dave was still about 100 meters away at that point.

(1967-1969) Dave’s assignment as a senior Ranger instructor at the Florida Ranger Camp (Eglin Air Force Base, Florida). See Linde’s story for the interesting details, like the lightning strike that killed 2 of his students.

(1969-1970) Dave’s assignment to the 1st Air Cavalry Division in III Corps, Viet Nam.  He was initially assigned as an assistant operations officer on the 1st Brigade staff (while awaiting an opening to command a rifle company). 

 

On the second of September, Company B, 2nd Battalion, 8th Cavalry got into a fire fight with north Vietnamese forces and the company commander was severely wounded.  The brigade commander offered command of the company to Dave, telling him to get his gear and get on his helicopter in 20 minutes.  Dave was soon to discover that his company had less than 50% of its authorized strength in the field.  Two days later, Dave’s company got in a major firefight with elements of a larger North Vietnamese force and lost several dead and wounded.  While trying to medevac two of the wounded by helicopter, enemy heavy machinegun fire set the helicopter on fire, about 10 feet over Dave’s head as Dave was directing artillery and helicopter gunship fires at the enemy.  Dave’s severely wounded 1st Platoon leader was suspended below the helicopter and was killed when it crash-landed about 1 kilometer away.  That story is detailed in Chapter 2 “Mission 2 The shootdown of Medevac 19” of Phil Marshall’s book, Helicopter Rescues Vietnam VOL. III.  At the end of January, 1970, Dave was assigned to the division staff as a briefing officer, providing the “cover story” to reporters as highly classified preparations were being made for the invasion across the Cambodian border.

 

(This is a work in progress; depending upon what else of any consequence occurs in Dave’s life.)

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