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ERNIE PYLE: The Death of Captain Waskow AT THE FRONT LINES IN ITALY, January 10, 1944In this war I have known a lot of officers who were loved and respected by the soldiers under them. But never have I crossed the trail of any man as beloved as Capt. Henry T. Waskow of Belton, Texas.Capt. Waskow was a company commander in the 36th Division. He had led his company since long before it left the States. He was very young, only in his middle twenties, but he carried in him a sincerity and gentleness that made people want to be...

NORMANDY BEACHHEAD, June 17, 1944 – In the preceding column we told about the D-day wreckage among our machines of war that were expended in taking one of the Normandy beaches. But there is another and more human litter. It extends in a thin little line, just like a high-water mark, for miles along the beach. This is the strewn personal gear, gear that will never be needed again, of those who fought and died to give us our entrance into Europe. Here in a jumbled row for mile on mile are soldiers’ packs. Here are socks and shoe polish,...

NORMANDY BEACHHEAD, June 16, 1944 – I took a walk along the historic coast of Normandy in the country of France. It was a lovely day for strolling along the seashore. Men were sleeping on the sand, some of them sleeping forever. Men were floating in the water, but they didn’t know they were in the water, for they were dead. The water was full of squishy little jellyfish about the size of your hand. Millions of them. In the center each of them had a green design exactly like a four-leaf clover. The good-luck emblem. Sure. Hell yes. I...

NORMANDY BEACHHEAD, June 12, 1944 – Due to a last-minute alteration in the arrangements, I didn’t arrive on the beachhead until the morning after D-day, after our first wave of assault troops had hit the shore. By the time we got here the beaches had been taken and the fighting had moved a couple of miles inland. All that remained on the beach was some sniping and artillery fire, and the occasional startling blast of a mine geysering brown sand into the air. That plus a gigantic and pitiful litter of wreckage along miles of shoreline. Submerged tanks and overturned...

NORMANDY BEACHHEAD, June 12, 1944 – Due to a last-minute alteration in the arrangements, I didn’t arrive on the beachhead until the morning after D-day, after our first wave of assault troops had hit the shore. By the time we got here the beaches had been taken and the fighting had moved a couple of miles inland. All that remained on the beach was some sniping and artillery fire, and the occasional startling blast of a mine geysering brown sand into the air. That plus a gigantic and pitiful litter of wreckage along miles of shoreline. Submerged tanks and overturned...

ON THE ROAD TO BERLIN OWING to a last-minute alteration in the arrangements, I didn't arrive on the beachhead until the morning after D-day, after our first wave of assault troops had hit the shore. By the time we got there the beaches had been taken and the fighting had moved a couple of miles inland. All that remained on the beach was some sniping and artillery fire, and the occasional startling blast of a mine geysering brown sand into the air. That plus a gigantic and pitiful litter of wreckage along miles of shore line. Submerged tanks and overturned...

Since today is the 64 Anniversary of D-Day, thought I would post Erin Pyle's 3 columns from Normandy. Even across the gap of years, his words are incredibly powerful. Column 1 A Pure Miracle NORMANDY BEACHHEAD, June 12, 1944 - Due to a last-minute alteration in the arrangements, I didn’t arrive on the beachhead until the morning after D-day, after our first wave of assault troops had hit the shore. By the time we got here the beaches had been taken and the fighting had moved a couple of miles inland. All that remained on the beach was some sniping...

To cover the soldiers of War War II, Ernie Pyle became one of them. He was the most acclaimed news correspondent of the war. Even at age 40 when the war started, Pyle (1900-45) lived among the men he covered and wrote home to their loved ones about. His column for the Scripps Howard newspaper chain ran six times a week and was read by millions. His work was so popular because he subjected himself to the same lifestyle and similar dangers as the U.S. soldiers — from North Africa to Italy, France and the Pacific. "I am no longer...

The figure in the photograph is clad in Army fatigues, boots and helmet, lying on his back in peaceful repose, folded hands holding a military cap. Except for a thin trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, he could be asleep. But he is not asleep; he is dead. And this is not just another fallen GI; it is Ernie Pyle, the most celebrated war correspondent of World War II. As far as can be determined, the photograph has never been published. Sixty-three years after Pyle was killed by the Japanese, it has surfaced — surprising historians, reminding...

NEW YORK (AP) - The figure in the photograph is clad in Army fatigues, boots and helmet, lying on his back in peaceful repose, folded hands holding a military cap. Except for a thin trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, he could be asleep. But he is not asleep; he is dead. And this is not just another fallen GI; it is Ernie Pyle, the most celebrated war correspondent of World War II. As far as can be determined, the photograph has never been published. Sixty-three years after Pyle was killed by the Japanese, it has...

Canteen Mission Statement Showing support and boosting the morale ofour military and our allies militaryand the family members of the above.Honoring those who have served before. Ernie Pyle's Corona Jo Stafford & Her V-Disc Play Boys ~ Blue Moon Jimmy Rushing & Count Basie Orchestra ~ Harvard Blues Marie Greene & Her V-Disc Merry Men w/ Joe Dosh ~ It's Easy To Remember Tony Pastor & His Orchestra ~ Makin' Whoopee Stan Kenton & His Orchestra ~ Southern Scandal Pyle wrote this column nearly a year before the United States entered World War II. It describes the awe he...

Just One Old Ernie Pyle May 27th, 2006 As a boy of four in ’44 I missed out on his style; But at thirty-six in ’76 I learned more of Ernie Pyle. To read his tributes to our troops always brought the question why, That my own war’s correspondents didn’t hold our troops as high. I’d witnessed acts of bravery as great as World War Two, But press accounts of those same acts were seldom, they were few; More likely to be displayed in morning print or evening news, Were American acts of cruelty to prop up protestors’ views. Ernie...

AT THE FRONT LINES IN ITALY, January 10, 1944 — In this war I have known a lot of officers who were loved and respected by the soldiers under them. But never have I crossed the trail of any man as beloved as Capt. Henry T. Waskow of Belton, Texas. Capt. Waskow was a company commander in the Thirty-Sixth Division. He had led his company since long before it left the States. He was very young, only in his middle twenties, but he carried in him a sincerity and gentleness that made people want to be guided by him. "After...

MUM'S THE WORD NILES -- Long before correspondents were covering the war in Iraq, Ernie Pyle was entrenched with American troops in Europe and the South Pacific during World War II, telling their stories as only he could. The trail-blazing reporter from Dana, Ind., captivated Americans with his folksy style. He was just as popular with servicemen, who ate with him on the front lines and viewed him as one of their own. He died in the same manner as many of those he wrote about, succumbing to the burst of a Japanese machine gun on the small island of...

The Old Media does not understand why it cannot reach it's "audience" - they are continuously amazed at their falling numbers, and they do not understand why they are losing credibility and followers at an alarming rate. But in the story of Kevin Sites, the reporter who filmed - and condemned - a Marine shooting an insurgent in a Mosque, we find the answers illustrated vividly. It is a cautionary tale of writers and reporters whose only "audience" is themselves... In Kevin Sites' Blog, we find accounts of war, stories of Marines at rest, and the subtle undercurrent of identification...

<p>"No man in this war has so well told the story of the American fighting man as American fighting men wanted it told. He deserves the gratitude of all his countrymen."</p> <p>Ernie Pyle was born on Aug. 3, 1900, in a little white farmhouse near Dana, Ind., the only child of William and Maria Taylor Pyle.</p>

Print Article         Close Window     What I Always Wanted to Be By Published 4/30/2004 12:07:39 AM The first good book I ever read, when I was about nine, was Ernie Pyle's Here Is Your War, dispatches from the North Africa campaign in World War II. During the war, Pyle held a place of regard and honor in American culture and letters comparable to that of Will Rogers. His Scripps-Howard columns ran in hundreds of newspapers. He was "one of us," the G.I.s said. When a Japanese sniper killed Pyle in 1945, the nation wept. Nowadays, people know Ernie...

Let us not forget heroes. Simple me who did extraordinary things for our freedom. Said best in the words of a Journalist. At least one who knew what it meant to be an American. This was not the only time or words written about Frank "Buck" Eversole more will follow. But it is men like him that makes America Great. IN ITALY, February 21, 1944 - The company commander said to me, "Every man in this company deserves the Silver Star." We walked around in the olive grove where the men of the company were sitting on the edges of...

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Journalist Bloom Eulogized at Funeral Melanie Bloom, center, hold hands with her children, as she follows behind the casket of her husband and their father David Bloom, a NBC reporter, after funeral services in New York, Wednesday April 16, 2003. Bloom, 39, the weekend anchor of NBC's ``Today'' and a former White House correspondent, died of an apparent blood clot April 6 while embedded with a military unit in Iraq. (AP Photos/Bebeto Matthews) By DAVID BAUDERAP Television WriterNBC News correspondent David Bloom, who died while covering the war in Iraq, was eulogized at his funeral Wednesday as a modern-day Ernie...