When I was growing up most of our heroes were comic book characters like, Superman, Batman and others. Everyone looks for heroes in their lives and in this and a few future posts I will share some modern day and not so modern day heroes.
Heroes are never
born they are always people who rise to their potential above their current
situation.
First let's look at a hero from the Vietnam war, Jimmy Howard.
Rising nearly 1500 feet above the jungles below, Hill
488 just 25 miles west of Chu Lai was the perfect place for a Marine Corps
recon team but for one minor factor....it was deep in enemy controlled
territory, surrounded by massive enemy buildups. Like David facing Goliath,
the 16 Marines and 2 Navy Corpsmen alone on Hill 488 the night of June
15, 1966 were pitifully small in the face of overwhelming odds, reduced to
fighting with rocks. Fortunately they had their own "David",
one named: Sgt Jimmy Howard
It was the early days of the United States involvement
in the war in Vietnam. There had been battles and already 21 American's
had earned Medals of Honor. But nothing could have prepared the veteran
Platoon Sergeant in Company C, 1st Reconnaissance Battalion, 1st Marine
Division for the nights to come. Everyone knew the enemy controlled the
areas west of the base camp at Chu Lai, and recent intelligence reports
indicated large troop movements and buildups beyond the relative safety of the
Marine outpost. It was time to strike back and prove to the enemy that
they were on "Marine Corps Turf".
The sun was falling behind the western horizon as the
helicopters moved quickly to the top of Hill 488, then flew back to the base
camp leaving behind Staff Sergeant Jimmie Howard and his fifteen Marines.
Two Navy Corpsmen completed the small unit delegated the mission of watching
for enemy troop movements in the valley below and calling in artillery and air
strikes on them. For two days Howard and his men did their jobs well.
The North Vietnamese control of the area was disrupted by the effectiveness of
the American firepower. It didn't take the enemy long to figure out that
there had to be someone in the area watching them, directing fire upon their
every move. By the third day Howard's Battalion Commander A. J. Sullivan
began to sense the danger the small recon patrol faced and offered to pull them
out. S/Sgt Howard believed he could hold out one more day and requested
permission to remain on the hill. By the time word reached Chu Lai that a
full NVA battalion of 200-250 well trained soldiers were moving on Hill 488, it
was too late to pull Howard and his men out. Somehow they would have to
survive the night. It was June 15, 1966.
Everyone in the patrol knew it was coming.
S/Sgt Howard placed all of his Marines in strategic positions around the summit
of the almost barren hill top, with orders to pull back into a tight perimeter
the moment the enemy struck. That moment came at 10 o'clock at night,
only 12 feet from one of the Marine defenders. As the enemy swarmed the
hill amid gunfire, grenades, mortars and support from four .50-caliber
machine-guns, Howard's men pulled back into a tight circle only 20 yards in
diameter. Back-to-back they began to defend their small perimeter, counting
on each other to work as a team to do the impossible. S/Sgt Howard moved
among his men, encouraging them, directing their fire, shoring up the
weaknesses in the perimeter. For most of his Marines it was the first
major test of combat. Huddled in the darkness amid the crash of grenades
and mortars, the sky filled with tracer rounds, and outnumbered more than 10 to
1; the leadership and inspiration of S/Sgt Howard was all that sustained them.
Then quiet engulfed the hill as the enemy pulled back,
their fanatical human wave assault initially repulsed. S/Sgt Howard
looked around him. Every one of his young Marines and both Corpsmen had
been wounded in the initial attack. Several were dead. Worse, he
knew that the enemy would return in force again at any moment. Grabbing
the radio Howard told Colonel Sullivan back at Chu Lai, "You have to get
us out of here." But no rescue force could reach Howard's men that
night...the Marines would have to hold out until dawn.
Then, from down the hill the enemy began to taunt the
few survivors on Hill 488 shouting into the darkness, "Marines, You die in
an hour."
One of Howard's Marines asked, "Can we yell back
at them?"
With nothing to loose Howard told his brave young men,
"Sure, yell anything you like." They did, and soon their taunts
back to the enemy were met with gunfire. The enemy was preparing to swarm
the hill once again. Then the beleaguered Marines caught the enemy off
guard as they joined voices in a "horse laugh". Later S/Sgt
Howard said, "They
were shooting at us and when we started laughing... they stopped. There
was complete silence. I think it had a chilling effect on them.
They must have known we were terribly outnumbered, but here we were laughing at
them."
S/Sgt Howard knew the quiet wouldn't last long,
however. He surveyed what remained of his Marines and found that
ammunition was running low. The grenades were gone, expended to push back
the first wave of the assault. So Marine Corps Staff Sergeant Jimmie
Howard issued one of the most unusual combat orders in recent history.....
"Throw Rocks!"
As incredible as the order sounded, it worked.
When the enemy soldiers began to push their way through the sparse brush and
knee high grass to probe the perimeter, Howard's men threw rocks at them.
Mistaking the rocks for grenades the enemy soldiers would move quickly
into the open, allowing the defenders clear shots that made every round of
remaining ammunition count.
For five hours the enemy alternated between small
probes and full scale assault on the surviving Marines. S/Sgt Howard
continued to encourage his battered platoon, direct their fire, and calling in
aerial support. At times the fighting was hand-to-hand, the enemy so
close that Howard directed aerial straffing runs within 30 feet of his
position. From Chu Lai Colonel Sullivan listened to Howard's calm,
precise voice across the radio. Then, shortly after 3 A.M. the radio went
dead. At Chu Lai there was dread...the assumption was that Howard was
dead...his brave platoon wiped out.
Shot in the back, S/Sgt Howard wasn't dead but he
couldn't move his legs. As the enemy continued to assault his perimeter
the wounded leader did his best to encourage his Marines. He kept
reminding them that if they could just hold out until daylight, more Marines
would come and pull them out of there.
As daylight dawned a helicopter approached the
hill. The Marines were still taking fire, the battle wasn't yet
over. The chopper was shot down and the pilot killed. At dawn a
Marine company began the trek to relieve the remnants of Howard's
platoon. Two more Marines were killed and it wasn't until noon that they
finally reached Howard's perimeter on Hill 488. Five of the defenders on
Hill 488 were dead. A sixth died enroute to the base camp at Chu
Lai. When finally the rescue effort reached S/Sgt Howard and his men,
among the 12 survivors there remained only...
8 Rounds of Ammunition.
Sgt Howard grew into a hero during that night and he and the men who survived did so because he knew his enemy and the tools he had to fight with.Then when those tools were almost gone he tried fearlessly something never tried before. He stood strong even when it all looked bleak.
Heroes are ordinary people who rise to the top in extraordinary times. People do not seek to be a hero it is almost always imposed upon them by the situation they face. Heroes don't always result from battles, from rushing into burning buildings, saving a life or stopping some crime. Heroes also occur in the home when a father decides to stay instead of leave, a mother keeps the child instead of aborting it or many other such incidents. You are only a heartbeat away from being a hero to someone but almost always it means you have to be involved in the lives of others in order to be one.
In my next post we will look at another real life hero who looked beyond the situation by trusting God over the facts.
