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UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN, LAWRENCE, KANSAS
TUESDAY, DECEMBER 5. 1950
Thought For The Day —
"Co-operation is not a sentiment-it is an economic necessity." - Charles Steinmetz.
A Letter From Korea
Editor's note: This is the second of the series of letters from a marine fighter pilot in Korea. We will reveal his identity at the conclusion of the series.
October 21, 1950
Wonsan, Korea
We got our first mail in 10 days today . . . Have lost track of the date and day. Just had to ask three people to find out it's the 21st. Don't even know how long we've been here at Wonsan — about a week, I think. Maybe more. Time always goes so fast in a deal like this. Brought this old typewriter up to our room from the squadron office and borrowed a lantern to type by . . .
There is nothing I want for Christmas that you can send through the mail, except I think I did mention a silver dog-tag chain. Mrs. — gave me one in the last war which I lost or broke on Okinawa, I think. I am almost positive that no packages are accepted for air shipment to this theater as air space is at a premium and if they were to send everything by air that people want to send there would be no room for Truman and MacArthur to fly
around the Pacific. However, the big thing at this time is reading material,haven't seen a magazine or newspaper (except for Stars and Stripes) since we left Japan. But the entire situation here is very fluid—I don't know how long we will be here, or where we will go when we leave. It is my opinion, based on current rumors and the local situation that we should be back in the States no later than next spring, but there is no telling what might happen over here.
We left Kimpo in a rush, flew the planes in here in the early morning and were operating off the field that afternoon, in spite of the fact that the area had not been cleared and we had only a perimeter guard on the field of ROK troops. They dropped a few bombs on us the night before we left Kimpo and so I was glad to leave, never could sleep through those bombings. This is the first field or situation where I have been in the first bunch to take over, and it was very interesting. There were still corpses on the field and beach, the ROK troops were still fighting in the town and the Navy was shelling the approaches to the harbor just a mile away. Originally this was planned as an amphibious assault by the 1st marine division and we were to come in later after the airfield had been secured. However, the ROKS have rushed pellmil up the east coast and outsped the plans of the generals. Consequently, we rushed in here as soon as the ROKS overran the field, ostensibly to fly in close support of continued advance up the coast and across the Pyongyang, but actually just to get in here before the air force did. The Navy has run into difficulty getting into the harbor because of some new type influence mines which have destroyed two minesweepers so far, blew up just a mile away a few nights ago. So, all our supplies are coming in by air, the majority of which is bombs, ammunition, rockets, and gasoline, with just enough rations to keep us going. Even water was flown in for the first few days until we located an uncontaminated supply. However, now the field is breaking up under the weight of the heavy transport aircraft and they will not be able to continue the air lift much longer. So it is a rather tight situation.
However, we are all thoroughly enjoying ourselves. Every new base we hit seems to involve a situation with unique aspects here, for the first time in marine fighter squadron history in the Pacific in two wars, we have moved into a field which already had dry, livable buildings in which to live. In the Philippines, Okinawa, Seoul, and other campaigns which I wasnt on, marine pilots always set up and lived in tents. This was previously a first class permanent Communist airbase, complete with large concrete barracks, power plants, underground hangars, hard surfaced runways, revetment areas, etc. Of course, everything was well bombed-out indiscriminately by the stupid air force, who obliterated one good runway and left eighteen good Russian planes in excellent shape. We have taken rooms in the biggest and best building, which is four stories high and can house three squadrons with supporting units. The windows are all blasted out, but I salvaged a few good panes and boarded up the rest and the electricians who were flown in today are trying to repair the lights. So it isn't too bad, though I will be glad when ships can get in, with food, mattresses, more warm clothing, runway lights, refueling trucks, spare parts, etc.
We are all rather sorry we didn't get in on the push on Pyongyang on the west side, for there is more to shoot at over there. The war has pretty much come to a screaming halt over here to the north, actually it appears to be a waste of money and manpower to bring in any UN forces on this side, for the ROK troops could very well handle what little resistance appears to be left.
The Public's Pulse
Battle Of The $
Sir
Athletic Department beware! An usurser has appeared on the scene. Your right to the students' rapidly disappearing bank account is being hotly contested by the parking committee. This new "hand in the students' pocket" is less subtle than the Athletic Dept, but perhaps more effective because it acts under the guise of justice. (How fitting that Justice is pictured blind).
This student received a parking ticket on the morning of November 24. A parking ticket for overparking in front of the library. The University's parking committee doesn't see fit to assess fines for overparking on Sundays, during the entire semester, but they deem it expedient to do so during vacations. Such logic.
Now a few statistics, if you please. Upon entering the library on said morning I saw two automobiles, other than my own, on Jayhawk Drive between Bailey and Dyche. Upon leaving the library I saw one automobile other than my own. While in the library my studies weren't disturbed by any violent traffic jams.
Perhaps our Kampus Kops were a bit disgruntled at having to work during vacation, and were passing their gripe along. If so, I sympathize with them, but it is my dollar we're wasting. Wherever the fault lies, I am sure it can be easily seen that this is a terrible miscarriage of justice.
Gordon L. Wakefield College Sophomore
P. S. If the parking committee really is on the verge of bankruptcy, I suggest that an assessment be made on those to whom the committee issued parking permits. After all, they don't own the campus either.
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Korean Propaganda Leaflet
Editor's note: This propaganda leaflet was sent to us by the pilot whose letters we are printing on Tuesdays and Thursdays. There were two small pictures also printed on the leaflets but they couldn't be reproduced for this page. The reverse side of the leaflet is printed in Korean.
DO YOU NOT MISS YOUR PARENTS WIVES AND CHILDREN AT HOME?
Surely you have aged mothers at home who spend their days and nights weeping and sighing for you, and dear wives who fondle the youngsters crying for their absent fathers!
To those dear ones awaiting your letters and your homecoming, a news informing of your dog's death must prove not only a shock but also an arrow of keen pang.
What an unworthy death it is that you should be sacrificed in a battlefield that has no personal interest whatsoever for you and in a war that has been staged by the Wall Street warmongers!
For what infernal cause are you wandering in this valley of death, when you have your flowering youth shining before you in all the ray of hope?
Cast aside all anxieties! Do not hesitate to surrender to the People's Army!
You will then be able to meet again your comrades who have come before you, and soon return to your sweet home.
Wave this handbill high in the air and come over to us! That is the only way of saving your precious lives and of enabling you to return to your families.
The Korean People's Army never shoot at those who surrender. Come over to us in full confidence!
The Wisdom Of The Ages
Many centuries ago, when Greek civilization was thriving, a philosopher-teacher named Plato, drawing from a lifetime's wisdom and observation, admonished his students: "Know thyself."
In 1946 a book written by a rabbi, the late Joshua Lieb Lichman, received wide acclaim for its conscientious attempt to provide a practical understanding of the basic problems of human nature: its needs, motives, fears, and dreams.
The book, "Peace of Mind," was written with the stated purpose of combining the helpful insights about human nature that modern psychology has discovered, with the religious insights and goals of the ages. The author tries to "present some answers that have proved helpful to me about the universal human dilemmas of conscience, love, fear, grief, and God—crucial problems that present themselves in every society, and, I believe, will present themselves as long as man is man."
Much has been written in recent years about the importance of mental health. For the young people of today who feel that they are members of a "lost generation" the book is a guide to the attainment of an "inner equilibrium, a spiritual stability that is proof against confusion and disaster."
The author says: "It is one of the great discoveries of modern psychology that our attitudes toward ourselves are just as complicated as our attitudes toward others—sometimes more so." To read the book to gain at least a nodding acquaintance with ourselves; it is to discover why we hate ourselves and others, "why we grow afraid, and why we lose faith in life and in God."
Modern youth can point out that they spent their childhood in a world caught in the throes of a great economic depression; that during World War II they were forced to spend some of their most formative and fruitful years in military
service; and that now they are once more faced with the prospects of wasting productive years in the meshes of a monstrous war machine. Today's youth have a convincing basis of fact when they call themselves the "lost generation."
The book's author forcefully states the same theme, concerning all of mankind, when he says: "Modern man is treading a narrow defile that skirts an Inferno of such destruction as Dante could not envision nor Dore depict. Stricken by psychic anxieties, cloven by emotional conflicts, beset by economic insecurities, assailed by political doubts and cynicisms, the plucked rooster, man, is a peculiarly vulnerable fowl as he struts along the path of civilization. He has crowed a good deal in his time, rather bravely in spots. But now he begins to suspect that the axe of destiny is being sharpened for his neck. He trembles, pales, calls for madder music, stronger wine to drown the approaching specter of his fate."
"Peace of mind," the author continues, "must not be identified ivory-tower escapism from the hurly-burly of life. Rather, it enables us to accept the pummels of fate and fortune with equanimity—even with a kind of eagerness sprung of the sure knowledge that such buffetings cannot divert us from our creative life course."
Arthur Schaaf.
As most magines are saying "This isn't much of a war, but it's better than no war at all."
It is getting very cold, sitting here watching my breath, sure hope there are stoves on the ships. May be forced to go back to the Kimpo routine where we stayed in our sleeping bags when we weren't flying.
Harry C. and I are sharing this room, and we are already laying plans for getting into jet night fighters when we get back. Had about enough of this low level close support stuff, definitely not conducive to longevity.
Curious to know how long it takes my letters to reach you.
A First Lieutenant in VMF 312
Editor's note: A book review will be a regular feature every Tuesday. The reviews are not intended to be criticisms or recommendations but are merely the writer's impressions of the book.
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