tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88267551869090775942024-02-19T05:04:19.209-05:00Ironic American HistoryA blog about the odd twists and turns of people and events in American historyMartin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-89290384137361005722019-06-09T06:24:00.002-04:002019-06-10T13:31:01.201-04:00Scoundrels Who Made America Great<br />
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If you like my posts, you will enjoy this book.</h2>
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We like our heroes to wear white hats and our villains to wear black. <i>Scoundrels Who Made America Great </i>takes a fresh view of heroism by using a dramatic event in the life of each "scoundrel" to illustrate how disreputable labels can obscure heroic deeds.</h4>
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<li>Anne Hutchinson, the Puritan "Jezebel's" trial for heresy and sedition set the mold for modern feminism;</li>
<li>Benedict Arnold, America's most infamous traitor saved the American Revolution at the Battle of Valcour Island on Lake Champlain;</li>
<li>John Brown led a violent anti-slave raid at Harpers Ferry, Virginia. The abolitionist martyr hanged for treason;</li>
<li>Iva Toguri, the infamous WWII "Tokyo Rose" risked her life to smuggle food and medicine to American POWs in Tokyo;</li>
<li>Clarence Gideon, a four time felon and drifter challenged the Supreme Court. His successful appeal changed the American legal system;</li>
<li>Wernher von Braun, a Nazi officer, designed the German V-2 rockets that terrorized London in the final stages of WWII. After the war he led the American space program to the moon.</li>
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Praise for <i>Scoundrels Who Made America Great:</i></h3>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Frederick Douglass<br />
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Looking Back to our Future</h2>
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<o:p> </o:p>George Will’s recent column about Frederick Douglass
provides a dollop of salve to those whose pride in America has been wounded by
the twisted rantings of puerile Washington politicians.<br />
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If anyone had reason to
promote cynicism and despair it was the runaway slave from Maryland. But rather than spreading vitrol, Douglass
used his considerable oratorical and literary skills to stoke from the dirty
ashes of servitude the flames of freedom.<br />
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After a speech in Springfield, which
at the time was a way station in the underground railroad, Douglass was
introduced to the fervent and self-righteous abolitionist John Brown. Brown had
recently moved to Springfield to establish a wool trading house. Douglass took
an immediate liking to the severe white man who shared Douglass’hatred of
slavery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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Over dinner that evening Brown
presented Douglass with a plan to use guerrilla tactics to raid Virginian
plantations and free the slaves. Douglass considered the plan folly and
counseled Brown to pursue non-violent measures.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>Brown, who would hang 11 years later for treason after a botched raid of
an arms arsenal in Harpers Ferry Virginia, believed that only blood would wash
away the stain of slavery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Civil War
proved Brown correct in this assessment.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><br />
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But long after “John Brown’s body was mouldering in the grave” Douglass continued
to inspire those who believed American ideals included all regardless of where
they came from or the color of their skin. Black history month not only gives
us the opportunity to look backward, but also to look forward with hopeful eyes
to the future. Even during our bleakest hours great leaders have emerged. The
challenge we face is not a dearth of leadership, but the culling of
intellectual indolence.<br />
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John Andre' Self Portrait The Night Before His Execution</h3>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Henry
Knox felt a surge of relief as the silhouette of Fort George emerged
from a backdrop of tall Adirondack pine. More shadow than substance in the flat
winter light, the former British outpost offered a welcome respite from the
bitter chill. After a grueling 300 mile trek by horseback from Cambridge,
Massachusetts the former book store owner turned artillery officer welcomed the
possibility of a solid meal and a warm bed. The first half of his journey was
almost complete. In the morning he would sail the final 25 miles up Lake George
to Fort Ticonderoga on the southern tip of Lake Champlain. His mission was
daunting - secure 59 tons of cannons, howitzers and mortars from the captured
British stronghold, and transport the train of artillery across the Hudson
River and through the Berkshire Mountains to Cambridge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>His
commander-in- chief General George Washington desperately needed the artillery to
end the long and tedious siege of Boston. Six months after the bloody Battle of
Bunker Hill a large British force commanded by General Gage still controlled
the Boston peninsula.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Although
Washington's force of 10,000 strong occupied the high ground around the city, a
lack of artillery nullified their strategic advantage. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Washington feared the imminent arrival of
powerful British warships packed with thousands of reinforcements. The unsteady
alliance of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>thirteen colonies faced an
ominous reality. Defeat in the heartland of the nascent American rebellion
would tighten the vise grip of British tyranny and deliver a severe blow to
patriot dreams of liberty. </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>The
fate of the city of Boston and perhaps the rebellion as well, rested on the
ability of Henry Knox to deliver the artillery to with all possible speed.
The black choppy surface of Lake George had not yet been gripped by winter ice. In a week Knox would pray for every stream,
lake and river from Fort Ticonderoga to Boston to freeze rock solid. A
successful mission depended on snowy trails and frozen waterways to allow him
to transport the big guns on ox-drawn sleds. But this was a problem for another
day. On the evening of December 4th, 1775 Knox's primary concern was a hot meal
and a warm bed. </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>As
Knox approached the small cabin where he would spend the night, he was greeted
by an armed sentry. The guard informed Knox that he would be sharing his
sleeping quarters with a British captive, Lieutenant John Andre. The prisoner,
a member of the 7th British regiment, had been captured at the American siege
of Fort St. Jean by the American invasion force led by General Richard Montgomery.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>During the early years of the rebellion relationships between individuals who supported the monarchy and those who supported colonies were fluid and shifting like eddies in a tidal pool. </div>
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The suave British officer and the gregarious patriot
immediately found that they shared a number of interests. Physically the two men were opposite mirror
images.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Slim and handsome Andre' exuded
the charm of a man equally comfortable on the dance floor and the
battleground.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Formally educated, he was
proficient in several languages.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
played the flute, enjoyed the theater, and was a fine artist.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The self-educated Knox was
a large man weighing over 250 pounds. On his left hand a silk handkerchief
covered the scar from two fingers he lost in a hunting accident. Knox's rotund
features belied his toughness and energy. He had fought gallantly at Bunker
Hill, and he was on the cusp of a career that would make him one of George
Washington's most trusted aides. </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Having
not yet been formally commissioned as a colonel by the Continental Congress, Knox
wore civilian clothes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Consequently
Andre', who was being transported to Pennsylvania as part of a prisoner swap,
did not suspect that the "civilian" he was sharing the cozy cabin
with was in fact on a critical military mission.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>In an ironic twist of fate five years after
their evening together, Major Andre' would don civilian clothes to
disguise a military mission. But unlike Knox, Andre's subterfuge would come to
a disastrous conclusion.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As the evening
wore on, and despite their political differences, the two men found they shared
many interests. Late into the night they engaged in affable conversation about literature,
music, and art. In the morning they parted, if not as friends, with mutual
admiration. </div>
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<span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>Over the next five years Andre' rose rapidly in rank to major and adjutant general to
British commander in-chief, General Henry Clinton. During the British
occupation of Philadelphia the handsome young officer was a constant fixture in
the city's social life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One of his
admirer's was Peggy Shippen, the beautiful nineteen year old daughter of one of the
city's wealthiest Loyalists.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>When the
American's regained control of Philadelphia Andre' took residence in British
held New York City and Peggy Shippen found a new suitor, the
renowned and controversial American officer, Benedict Arnold. After a whirlwind courtship Shippen and Arnold married. Soon afterwards Arnold made his fateful decision to switch sides and join the British forces. But he needed a contact, someone who could be trusted and who was close to the British commander Clinton. Andre' was that person. After negotiating financial terms with the British, Arnold schemed with Andre' to turn the plans for the defensive fortifications of West Point over to the British. On 23 September near Tarrytown, New York local militia captured Andre' and discovered in his boot the West Point documents. A letter of passage was signed by Benedict Arnold.<br />
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Sitting on that tribunal was Henry Knox. On October 2, 1780 Andre' climbed on to a wagon, placed a noose around his neck, and said "I pray you bear witness that I met my fate like a brave man." No one among the witnesses, including Henry Knox, applauded the death of the charming and courageous British major. Knox continued to serve Washington and the Revolution gallantly as chief artillery officer. He died in 1806 from an infection three days after swallowing a chicken bone. <br />
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Martin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-75889602239315102302015-10-19T11:51:00.000-04:002017-02-27T11:39:01.913-05:00New Beginning<h3 style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: blue;">I'm happy to report that "Scoundrels Who Made America Great" will be available at all major online markets by the end of February 2016. Excerpts from these narratives about infamous Americans who made significant contributions to our liberties and freedom are posted on this blog. Take a gander. I think you will find the stories both interesting and informative. </span></h3>
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<span style="color: blue;">I will be posting new blogs regularly from this point on.</span></h3>
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<span style="color: blue;">Martin (Mickey) Henley </span></h3>
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Not knowing the extent of the danger on the trestle, Phelps and the engineer determined the best course of action was to sit tight. They tried to keep the passenger calm. Dozens of people, some of the passengers and hotel guests congregated in the lobby. Standing by a window Throckmartin saw one of the armed sentries walking across the town square towards the armory. He aimed the borrowed revolver and fired five shots. He missed his target, but the gunfire sent the jittery passengers and hotel guests into a near panic. Everybody began asking the same question - 'what is going on; who are these men?'<br />
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A messenger from the hotel roused a local physician, Dr. Louis Starry. The doctor arrived to late to save Shepard. As he stared down at the black man's corpse one thought occupied his mind - 'what was going on; who were these armed men?' Phelps, Higgins, Throckmartin, hotel guests, the passengers from the train, everybody had a theory. Some thought the men were disgruntled armory workers, others said they were laid off laborers from the nearby government dam project or maybe robbers after the $15,000 which was supposedly held in the armory paymaster's safe.<br />
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Starry decided to find out for himself. He left the hotel and for the next few hours furtively made his way around town. He encountered one of Brown's sentries who outlined the purpose of the raid. Shortly after dawn a farm wagon rolled out of the armory and headed out of town over the B & O trestle. Starry correctly guessed that it was the first of many, which would transport armory weapons to Maryland. At 6:30 AM forge workers began to arrive at the armory gate to being their shift. Brown quickly rounded them up at gunpoint.<br />
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With the intent to demonstrate he meant no harm unless provoked Brown sent a message requesting breakfast for the hostages to the Wager Hotel. "You will furnish forty-five men with a good breakfast", he said. He also requested a parlay with the train conductor Phelps. The conductor agreed to the meeting. Covered by his men, Brown boldly walked across the street to the hotel and in plain view to all told Phelps, "You no doubt wonder that a man my age should be here with a band of armed men, but if you knew my past history you would not wonder so much". After informing Phelps about his intention to lead a slave insurrection with weapons taken from the armory he surprised by Phelps by telling him that he would allow the train to leave the village and continue on its journey to Baltimore. Three hours after the it arrived the train continued on its way across the B & O trestle into Maryland. At 7:05 AM Phelps sent a telegram from Monocacy, Maryland - "Express train bound east, under my charge was stopped this morning at Harpers Ferry by armed abolitionists. They say they have come to free the slaves and intend to do it all hazards."<br />
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Brown knew that at the first opportunity Phelps would sent a telegram to alert Federal troops, to what was happening in Harpers Ferry. But he had to assume that risk. Brown's dilemma was this- he needed the news of his raid to spread so that freedom loving slaves from nearby plantations would flock to Harpers Ferry. But at the same time he was aware that an alarm would bring militias from nearby towns. He was hoping that the slaves would arrive first. His exit plan depended on having a force that could overwhelm local resistance. He was less concerned about federal troops. He believed they would take several days to mobilize and his growing army would have disappeared into the surrounding wilderness by then.<br />
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At 7:00 AM Starry sent a messenger to the Lutheran Church on Camp Hill overlooking the armory. Within minutes an alarm bell reverberated through the town. At about the same time, Thomas Boerly, an Irish tavern owner and grocer was opening his store. A neighbor ran into his store and told him that the armory had been captured and many townsfolk were being held hostage. Boerly grabbed his shotgun and started down Shenandoah Street towards the center of town. He spotted a sentry at the arsenal gate and fired. Dangerfield Newby returned fire with the much more accurate Sharps rifle. Bleeding profusely Boerly staggered into a nearby jewelers store. He received the last rites of the church and died.<br />
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News of Boerly's death spread quickly but in a town housing over 100,000 weapons the only ones available to the citizens were there private squirrel guns and pistols. Recognizing the need for support Starry hopped on his horse and rode for Charles Town five miles away. From the beginning Brown had hoped to avoid bloodshed. He knew that the neither the armory workers nor the Harper Ferry villagers were slave owners. Of the approximately 100 Africans who resided in Harpers Ferry fewer than 50 were slaves. Indeed his plan required that they escape from Harper's Ferry as soon as possible. The last thing Brown wanted was a shoot-out with towns people, but the news of Boerly's murder had spread quickly. Within an hour a cache of arms that had been removed from the armory a few weeks earlier were in the hands of the townspeople. <br />
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Sporadic gunfire echoed throughout Harpers Ferry throughout morning as the villagers engaged Brown's men in desultory skirmishes. John Henry Kagi, Brown's principal lieutenant sent a message to Brown from his sentry post on the Shenandoah Bridge. He requested permission to withdraw. Brown refused. He was convinced that hundreds of slaves eager to embrace his cause would soon come streaming into the village. It was a fatal error in judgment for Kagi and nine other raiders. Alerted by Starry, the Jefferson Guards from Charles Town and the Sherpardstown militia marched on Harpers Ferry. The Jefferson Guards approached the town from the west and immediately attacked Kagi, Lewis Leary and Oliver Brown at the rifle factory. The three attempted to escape by jumping into the Shenandoah River. They were killed in a hail of bullets. In the center of town a contingent of Jefferson Guards outflanked Watson Brown, Stewart Taylor and Dangerfield Newby at the B & O bridge by . The raiders fled for the safety of the engine house.<br />
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One of the locals loaded a six inch spike into his musket and fired at Newby. It pierced the ex-slaves throat nearly decapitating him. An angry mob beat his body with sticks, cut off his ears and left his body lying in the gutter for the hogs. Newby, had joined Brown's raiders to free his wife and children. In his pocket he carried a letter from his wife. "Oh dear Dangerfield, com this fall without fail monny or no Monny" she pleaded. "I want to see you so much that is the one bright hope I have before me." A few months later she was sold to a new master in Louisiana. In a St. Louis bank account Newby was saving money to buy his wife and children. The $741.00 he had saved to free his wife and children was distributed among his relatives in Ohio.<br />
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By noon Brown's situation had rapidly deteriorated. He was cut-off from his men at the rifle works and the arsenal. Both bridges were in the hands of the militia and the hillside above the armory offered snipers a clear shot at anyone who attempted to leave the engine house. Now was the time, Brown decided, to use his hostages to gain some leverage. He sent William Thompson along with a hostage out of the engine house. Thompson carried a white flag of truce. Ignoring the flag several men grabbed Thompson and dragged him off to the Wager Hotel. Brown tried again. This time he sent out his son Watson Brown and another raider Aaron Stevens with the armory superintendent Kitzmiller. Shots rang out. Stevens dropped to the street, where he lay dying. Mortally wounded Watson dragged himself back to the engine house. William Leeman who was guarding the arsenal decided to make his escape. He waded into the Potomac River where he was greeted by a hail of bullets. A townsman G.A. Shoppert pursued and cornered him on a large rock in the middle of the river. Shoppert pulled his pistol and shot Leeman in the head at point blank range. Towns people riddled his body with bullets Leeman's body for the rest of the day.<br />
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Brown had two objectives - the first was to secure the weapons he needed to arm his insurrection. His second objective was to rally the support of abolitionists and slaves. In order to achieve his second objective Brown needed Phelps to spread the alarm, which he did with his telegrams from Monocacy. By that afternoon newspapers throughout the region were hawking exaggerated accounts of bedlam at Harpers Ferry. The Associated Press disseminated dispatches to newspapers announcing that a stampede of Negroes in Harpers Ferry had taken over the village. In fact the opposite was true. Rather than inspiring a flood of rebellious slaves the alarm mobilized not only local militias but Federal troops as well. Brown's seriously miscalculated the speed of an armed response to his raid. It would be his undoing.<br />
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I am seventy years old. The preceding sentence is simple and declarative, yet for me it is as unfathomable as time itself. How did I get to seventy years, and why am I still here while some of my closest childhood friends are gone? These were my thoughts as I stood over Mrs. Gamble's grave. Her tombstone is a simple gray granite marker. Wreathed with grass and leaves, it lies flush with the ground. It measures three feet by eighteen inches. The inscription is brief. In letters worn smooth from a 145 years of weather, it reads "Mrs. Gamble, Died Dec 17th, 1798." Her tombstone is the only visible reminder that she rests in a colonial cemetery. Over the years the earth has absorbed the tombstones of the others who share Mrs. Gamble's final resting place. Located in the middle of a north-side neighborhood in Syracuse, New York, the cemetery covers a square city block. It has no name<br />
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In 1955 the cemetery's green fields were interspersed with stately elm and shady chestnut trees. In the days before adults commandeered kids' sports, the cemetery was alive with activity. Four dirt paths divided it into quadrants. Each path started at a corner of the block, and they intersected at a group of bushes at the center. The paths served as an informal boundary between kids who lived on the north side of the block and those who lived on the south. We called our makeshift playground "the park." During the spring and summer we climbed trees and played baseball. In the fall we played football, and during winter the small hills on the west side of the park bristled with sleds.<br />
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Summer was the best. Baseball games followed the sun. We started early, suspended play for lunch, and resumed until supper. (No one ate "dinner," except on Sundays.) We chose sides by picking the two best players as captains. They threw fingers, odds and evens, to determine the first pick and which team would get the final at-bat. Being chosen last to play was a temporary humiliation that quickly dissipated as we embraced the flow of the game. The batting order was determined by the quickest to speak up. "I got first ups," "I got second ups," the chorus continued until the sequence of "ups" concluded with the last batter. Soon the delightful crack of wooden bats smacking baseballs resonated through the neighborhood. We kids sailed together through the boundless summer joking, teasing, swearing, and playing. They were precious times, and we knew it. <br />
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We devised several ball fields, each with its own set of ground rules and tricky golf-course contours. On one field a ball hit over a path was a home run. On another fielders tracked a fly ball as it bounced through tree branches. An improbable catch earned a week of bragging rights. Trees, rocks, and stumps served as bases. In my favorite field a chestnut tree was first base, a forlorn baseball mitt usually served as second, and Mrs. Gamble was third. I liked this field best because it was too small for baseball, so we played softball, and girls played along with us.<br />
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I was twelve when I fell in love with Donna Jean. She had wavy brown hair and azure eyes. When she ran the bases on Mrs. Gamble's field her long tanned legs flashed in the sunlight. She smelled like lavender. Some called what I felt "puppy love," but there was nothing puppy about the pain I felt when she "went steady" with the kid from the other side of the park. Doug was handsome and a terrific athlete. He had crew-cut blonde hair, brown eyes, and a sturdy build. A small scar above his right eye gave him a rakish look. He lived a few blocks from the north side of the park with his mother. They shared a small apartment above a dry cleaning shop. His was a rough neighborhood that I avoided. <br />
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In the past Doug and I occasionally played ball together, usually on opposite sides, but this summer we became inseparable. I didn't understand his sudden interest in me, but his status among the other boys and his fun loving personality drew me to him like a moth to a neon sign. We decorated our bikes, with mud-flaps and reflectors and we rode around the neighborhood, preening like bantams roosters. We drank Pepsis and licked popsicles at the corner grocery store while listening to Buddy Holly, Pat Boone and Elvis on his transistor radio. We ate bologna sandwiches with mustard on white bread in my back yard. The coolest kid in the neighborhood was my best friend, which I figured made me the second coolest kid. <br />
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After ball games Doug would head to Donna Jean's house across the street from the park. Addicted to their companionship I would invariably tag along. As they sat on her front steps whispering and holding hands, I stood on the sidewalk not wanting to stay, but unable to leave. I hid my misery behind wisecracks and my keen ability to identify the newest model cars. Other times when the three of us played on Mrs. Gamble's field, childish glee replaced pre-adolescent self-pity. There was no isolation, no sense of loss. Each of us joined the others in the pure pleasure of running, catching, and throwing a ball. If Mrs. Gamble looked down on us, she surely smiled.<br />
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Doug and I attended different schools. When the new school year started Doug disappeared. Donna Jean told me she heard he had a new girlfriend. He didn't tell her he was breaking up; he just stopped coming around. It seemed he decided to break up with us both. I didn't know what to make of it. On a Saturday afternoon in late September Doug showed up with some kids I didn't recognize. Jimmy and I were playing catch with a football on Mrs. Gamble's field. For no reason I could discern Doug picked a fight with me. He was a tough kid, and I wanted no part of fighting him. <br />
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The commotion attracted a crowd and someone called the police. An adult in the crowd fingered Doug as the instigator. The police officer put him in the back seat of his cruiser. I peered through the cruiser rear window and saw him crying. From the kitchen window of our house across the street my mother spotted me in the center of the throng. I kept repeating to the officer, "He didn't do anything." I begged him to let Doug go. Suddenly I heard my mother's voice. She was at my side. "What do you think you are doing?" she said to the officer. Her statement was more accusation than question, and she didn't wait for a reply. "Let that boy go," she demanded. In those days no one, not even a police officer, argued with a mother. She meant business. The officer opened the rear door of the cruiser. Doug jumped out and ran across the park. I never was so proud of my mother as I was at that moment. <br />
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I didn't see Doug again for five years. I was a senior, sitting at a table at our high school hangout, Aunt Josie's restaurant. Marines were not a common sight in our neighborhood in 1961 so the kids at my table took notice when two Marines came in the door. It was Doug and his cousin Benny. They looked sharp. I nodded to them as they passed our table. "Who are they?" someone asked. "Just some guys I used to know," I replied. I watched them slide into a booth on the far side of the dining room. I felt a sadness that I didn't understand. I shook it off and went about the high school business of eating pizza and drinking beer. That was the last time I saw Doug.<br />
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A few months ago I was telling my daughter about Doug and the days in the park. Later that evening she called. "I think I found your friend, Dad," she said. "I'm sorry. I found him in the Syracuse obituaries. He died last year." I looked up the obituary online. I didn't recognize the story it told. Maybe, I hoped, it was someone else with the same name. But, as I studied the photo, there was no mistaking the handsome, square-jawed face. He was wearing a baseball cap. The kid I knew was there beneath the face of a 70-year-old man.<br />
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These days I travel to Syracuse infrequently, but when I do I visit the cemetery. It is always quiet and empty. Kids don't play there anymore. I clear off Mrs. Gamble’s tombstone, and I look around recalling the bittersweet days of my youth. The neighborhood has changed. The big red house I lived in on the corner is divided into apartments. The surrounding houses need a coat of paint. The Irish and Italian families who were the neighborhood backbone moved to the suburbs years ago. The cemetery seems smaller, almost shrunken. Blight destroyed the elm trees, but a few stunted chestnut trees still stand. Only Mrs. Gamble is unchanged. Her solitary tombstone remains, an obscure memorial to the joy and pathos of my childhood.<br />
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During my last visit I was walking back to my car when I saw an African-American boy, about thirteen years old, shuffling along the sidewalk towards me. He was wearing heavy boots that seemed at least a size too big. The laces were undone. He was dressed in a drab sweatshirt with the hood pulled down, obscuring his face. He walked by me and crossed the street to the cemetery. In the mind's eye past and present coexist. On Mrs. Gamble's field the kids were choosing sides- Donald, Pete, Fred, my sister Judy, Jimmy, Donna Jean, and the rest. Doug was standing by Mrs. Gamble tossing a ball in the air. He saw the boy and called,"Hey kid, we need someone to play first base." But the invitation went unheard. I watched the boy's silhouette shrink into the distance as he walked down the hill to Wolf Street. I glanced one last time at the deserted space in the cemetery. Then I got into my car and drove away.<br />
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<br />Martin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-19658194341307389392013-11-07T16:34:00.001-05:002013-11-14T11:31:21.967-05:00Harpers Ferry Part II<div style="text-align: center;">
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Daniel Whelan, the night watchman had completed his rounds of the sprawling armory. His primary responsibility was to make sure the forge fires in the twenty buildings that comprised the armory were properly extinguished. Sitting at his desk in the firehouse, a small brick building that doubled as a guard house, he heard a commotion at the main gate. He walked outside and saw a group of men and a wagon emerge from the gloom. They called him over to the gate. One of the intruders thrust his arm between the iron grates and grabbed Whelan's coat lapels. "Open the gate!" he ordered. "I was nearly scared to death with so many guns about me", Whelan later reported. Despite his fears Whelan refused. He said he didn't have the key. The standoff lasted only a moment. One of the men grabbed a crowbar from the wagon and went to work on the lock and chain. Within minutes the lock split and the gate opened. The men rushed into the courtyard and John Brown climbed down from the wagon. He ordered Whelan and Williams the night watchman from the train trestle inside the engine house </div>
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Satisfied that his main targets were secure Brown dispatched six men to three nearby Jefferson County plantations. His orders were to take the plantation owners hostage and bring them to the engine house. First on the list was Colonel Lewis Washington, the areas most distinguished citizen. The 46 year old widower was the great grand nephew of George Washington. Washington's 670 acre estate, Beallaire, was located five miles west of Harpers Ferry just off the road to Charles Town.</div>
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Lewis Washington was asleep when he heard a banging on his front door. He threw on a robe and rushed downstairs. He was greeted by six armed men. Aaron Stevens the toughest and most experienced of the raiders told Washington to get dressed and order his carriage harnessed. Thanks to the spying of John Cook who had infiltrated Harpers Ferry society several months previously, Brown knew that Washington possessed a pistol presented to his grant uncle by the Marquis de Lafayette and a sword that was a gift from Frederick the Great. Brown had told Stevens to take the heirlooms over give them to one of the black raiders Osborne Anderson. In issuing his orders to Stevens Brown had said, "Anderson being a colored man, and colored men being only <i>things</i> in the South it is proper that the South be taught a lesson on this point." (Carton p. 299). Stevens returned to the engine house around 4:00 AM with 12 hostages, six "liberated" slaves and two confiscated wagons. By dawn Browns' raiders had captured close to sixty hostages. About a dozen were rifle works employees and the others were villagers who had the misfortune of wandering around the streets. Brown herded the captives into the engine house and adjoining armory buildings. Brown was pleased with how his plan was succeeding, but miscues had begun to pile up.</div>
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Shortly after midnight the crack of rifle fire echoed through the streets of the commercial district. Brown's sentries on the bridge had attempted to apprehend watchman Patrick Higgins when he showed up to relieve William Williams. When two gray shawled men armed with rifles emerged from the dark trestle the fleet footed Patrick Higgins took a swing at one the men and ran for his life. He dodged two shots and dove through the front window of the Wager Hotel, which was located just past the trestle next to the railroad platform. "Lock your doors," he bellowed, "there are robbers on the bridge." </div>
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<span class="Apple-tab-span"></span> At 1:25 AM the eastbound express train from Wheeling to Baltimore pulled in to the platform in front of the Wager Hotel. William Throckmorton the hotel clerk rushed out of the hotel to meet the train. Breathless he hailed Andrew Phelps the conductor. 'There are armed men on the bridge, he said. 'Who are they', Phelps asked. "I don't know but they seem more serious than gypsies or rowdies', Throckmorton replied. Determined to investigate the conductor grabbed a lantern and ordered four railroad employees to accompany him. Cautiously, with the train slowly following, they followed the tracks. In the darkness the tin roof make the trestle appear more like a tunnel than a bridge. Phelps held the lantern high as they proceeded forward. They were no more than 50 yards inside when a voice bellowed, "Stand and deliver." Three armed men stepped out of the shadows. Phelps and his men stared down the muzzles of Sharps rifles. One of the men snatched and extinguished the lantern. In the sudden darkness Phelps and his companions turned and bolted for the bridge entrance. The train now chugging in reverse provided some cover. They were not pursued, but when they exited the bridge someone was missing - the baggage master Heyward Shepard. Suddenly shots rang out and a few moments later Shepard stumbled out of the bridge. He had been shot in the back. They carried him to the nearby railroad office and gently laid him on a plank between two chairs. A doctor was called but the wound was mortal. Heyward Shepard a free black employee of the B & O railroad died two hours later, the first casualty of John Brown's raid.<br />
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The village of Harpers Ferry is nestled on a spit of land at the juncture of the Potomac and Susquehana Rivers. Early settlers congregated along the banks of the two rivers, but as the population increased to three thousand the town ascended, like an Alpine Village along the shanks of a steep hill. At the pinnacle St Paul's Church stood as a sentinel; its white trimmed steeple visible from miles around. For travelers from the east Harpers Ferry served as a portal to the lush Shenendoah Valley. Flanked by the verdant Blue Ridge mountains the picturesque meeting of land and water inspired Thomas Jefferson to compose a lyrical geological narrative.</div>
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which filled the whole valley; that, continuing to rise, they have <br />
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On a drizzly, moonless night on Sunday October 16th, 1859 a bedraggled band of nineteen men traipsed silently in pairs down a winding Maryland road. Their destination, 5 miles away, was the B & O train trestle that crossed the Potomac River into Harpers Ferry. Each was armed with a knife, a pistol and a Sharps rifle. The gray shawls draped over their heads to keep out the chill gave them a ghostly appearance as they trudged through the mist. Ahead of them a farm wagon pulled by a single horse led the way. The solitary silhouette of John Brown hunched over the reins. </div>
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Alone with his thoughts Brown guided the wagon over the rutted road that descended towards the flickering lights of Harpers Ferry. The village on the other side of the Potomac had something that Brown and his men desperately needed - guns, lots of them. The federal armory at Harpers Ferry was second only to the armory in Springfield, Massachusetts in size. Inside its red bricked walls the sprawling armory warehoused 100,000 muskets, rifles and pistols. Brown intended to attack Harpers Ferry and confiscate the weapons in order to arm a slave insurrection. There is no record of Brown's thoughts during the two hours it took to reach the train trestle, but he had much to contemplate. </div>
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Two months earlier at secret meeting in Chambersburg, Pennsylvania Brown had outlined his plan to the man he admired most, the black abolitionist - Frederick Douglas. Douglas listened attentively as Brown explained how under the cover of darkness he and his men would cut the telegraph lines, take control of the B & O train trestle, and overwhelm the single watchman at the armory gate. While some of his men secured the armory and nearby rifle factory, others would round up unsuspecting workmen, villagers, and plantation owners. Should they encounter resistance the hostages would be used to barter their way out of the town. Once the the weapons were loaded into the wagon they would be transported back across the bridge to Maryland. The raiders would stash the weapons in an isolated schoolhouse for distribution to new recruits both white and black. When the news spread of the successful raid on the federal facility Brown was certain that slaves in Maryland and Virginia would rush to join their cause. <br />
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There were few men that Douglas respected more than John Brown, but he thought Brown's plan ludicrous. An attack on a federal arsenal would trigger a massive military response and swing public sentiment towards slave owners. Bitterly disappointed, Brown begged the abolitionist to reconsider and support him. "Remember the trumpets of Jericho?" Brown entreated. "Harpers Ferry will be mine. The news of its capture will be the trumpet blast that will rally the slaves to my standard from miles around. Join me, Frederick. Together we will bring slavery down."<br />
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"Brown continued. "The southern militia are cowards, and if they come to me they will be even less eager to fight in Virginia than they were in Kansas." Brown's fervor staggered Douglas. Brown's unfettered commitment to freeing the slaves clearly included sacrificing his own life. In his later writings Douglas said he felt like the light of a taper next to a burning sun. While his respect for the fire breathing abolitionist soared it did not change his dim view of the Harpers Ferry plan. As they parted Douglas said, "You forget, John, that I have some experience with the south. Virginia will blow you and your hostages sky-high rather than let you hold Harpers Ferry for an hour." <br />
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As they approached the river crossing Brown brushed away nettlesome doubts. Straight ahead the covered B &O trestle crossed the Potomac River into the lower section of the village. The bridge was enclosed with a tin roof and ran for a thousand feet . At night crossing the bridge felt like passing through a dark tunnel. The armory was located on a strip of land a few hundred yards north of the Harper's Ferry train platform and the adjacent Wager House Hotel. The several buildings that comprised arsenal and armory ran for 900 yards parallel to the Potomac river. A privately owned rifle factory was located a half-mile south of the armory on Shenandoah Street. <br />
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Shortly before 11:00 AM B&O watchman Bill Williams walked along the carriage path that ran parallel to the covered bridge tracks. He was almost at the end of his finishing his twelve hour shift for which he was paid a dollar a day. His job was to monitor track switches, and watch for embers spewing from a locomotive stack that could start a fire. He earned a dollar a shift. Williams was near the Maryland end of the bridge and about to reverse direction to Harpers Ferry when he heard the clip-clop of horse hooves and the creaking of a wagon. Williams raised his lantern and peered into the gloom. Suddenly the lantern was struck from his hand and three Sharps rifles were pointed at his chest. Brown's "Provisional Army of the Untied States" had taken its first prisoner. <br />
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John Brown Jr. predicted that the brutal retaliation for the sack of Lawrence at Potawatomie Creek would "likely cause a restraining fear" among the Missouri "Border Ruffians". He could not have been more wrong. Rather than checking proslave violence the Pottawatomie Creek killings triggered immediate cries for vengeance. The proslave Missouri newspaper "The Border Times" urged readers to "Let Loose the Dogs of War!" The editoral predicted "Hundreds of the Free State men, who have committed no overt acts but who have only given countenance to those reckless murderers, assassins, and thieves, will of necessity share the same fate of their brethren. If civil war is to the result of such a conflict, there cannot be, and will not be, any neutrals recognized." (Carton, p. 203) </div>
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On Thursday, May 23, 1856 John Brown, his sons Owen, Frederic, Oliver, and Salmon, along with three local anti-slavers, Thomas Weiner, Henry Thompson and James Townsley set out by wagon on the south road along Pottawatomie Creek. In their waistbands his sons toted the army surplus broadswords that Brown purchased a few months earlier on his way to Kansas. Brown the others armed themselves with pistols and knives. The swords contained a hollow bore filled with quicksilver. When brandished the quicksilver slid from the handle to the blade. The shifting weight added force to a blow. They were cruel weapons designed to mutilate and maim. The swords were ideally suited to Brown's purpose - to strike terror into the hearts of pro-slavers.<br />
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Three days earlier a posse of 800 pro-slavers ransacked the anti-slavery town of Lawrence Kansas. The "Border Ruffians" from Missouri destroyed two anti -slavery newspaper offices; they leveled the house of anti-slavery leader Charles Robinson with cannon fire, and they burnt the Free State Hotel to the ground. Despite an earthworks fortification and a trained militia the citizens of Lawrence stood by and did nothing to defend their town. Their inaction sacrificed the town but avoided bloodshed. No one was killed.<br />
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Clouds scudded by the three-quarter moon. The wagon was left behind at the previous evenings campsite. In single file Brown and his men trudged north along a seldom used wagon road that cut through woods. They moved quickly. There was no talk, only the sounds of the night and the crunching of their boots. Each man was alone with his own thoughts. None had killed before, but before the night was over they all would have blood on their hands. They crossed Mosquito Creek, a small tributary of Pottawatomie Creek and climbed an embankment. In a clearing they spotted an outline of a cabin. Brown held up his hand and the company halted two hundred yards from the home of Pleasant Doyle. Crouched in the shadow Brown whispered his orders. He directed Townsley and his son Frederick to stand guard by the road. He told Weiner and Henry Thompson to reconnoiter the road in the direction of their next target Allen Wilkinson. Then Brown motioned his three sons to follow him across the clearing. Suddenly a large dog sprang out of the brush. It halted barking, growling and snapping a few feet from the intruders Frederick swung his broadside and killed the animal with one deep gash alongside the neck.<br />
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The ruckus awakened Doyle and his wife, Mahala. His three sons asleep in an adjacent room also were awakened. Brown moved quickly to the door of the cabin and knocked. Doyle jumped from his bed and grabbed a poker from the fireplace. "Who is it?" he asked. Brown replied that he was lost and needed directions to the Wilkinson house. Doyle cracked the door to get a glimpse of the stranger. Brown and his boys shoved the door and forced their way inside the cabin. Brown pointed his pistol at Doyle and ordered him and his three sons outside. who had been asleep in an adjacent room, outside. Mahala Doyle pleaded with Brown to release her youngest son who was fourteen. Brown agreed. Doyle and his two oldest sons twenty-two year old William and twenty year old Drury marched down the road towards the Wilkinson house. When they were outside shouting range from Doyle's house Owen, Salmon and Oliver drew their swords and attacked the Doyles. In a matter of minutes Doyle's two sons were hacked to death. Doyle lay in a pool of blood, mortally wounded. Brown aimed his pistol and shot him in the head. <br />
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December 2, 1859 was a clear, unseasonably warm day in Charlestown, Virginia. The bright blue sky infused the surrounding Shenandoah Valley with a warm and dreamy haze. On such a delightful day the shops lining the main thoroughfare, George Street, should have been bustling with activity. But on the day John Brown, the leader of a bloody attempt to capture the federal arsenal in Harper's Ferry Virginia, was to be executed the shops were closed and shuttered. Women and children were nowhere in sight; General George Taliaferro commander of the Virginal militia had ordered them to stay in their homes. About a hundred yards from the red brick Jefferson County jail small groups of men milled about whispering and pointing. Their view of the building was obstructed by a phalanx of six companies of infantry. The soldiers formed a cordon from the jail up George Street to a 40 acre field southeast of town. Amid the rye and corn stubble 2,000 Virginia militia with bayonets fixed formed two concentric squares. On a small rise in the center of the formation a single trap door gallows struck a hideous pose.<br />
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Like many other Southeners Colonel Preston believed the execution of John Brown was a righteous example for those who would free the slaves and in the process cleave the cultural and economic fabric of the south. An editorial in the December 21 in the North Carolina <i>Raleigh Register</i> made it clear that for the South there would be no compromise on the issue of slavery.<br />
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"The affair at Harper's Ferry marks a new and most important era in our country's history. It will bring to an immediate solution the question as to whether the Union can be preserved, and the right of the South to hold property in slaves be maintained. This is the issue to be tried now. The trial can no longer be deferred. The issue has been forced upon the South, and let the result be what it may, her skirts will be clear of all responsibility. There has been one gratifying fact developed by the Harper's Ferry raid. The promptness and ease with which large numbers of troops were brought together from different quarters of Virginia, and the alacrity with which the call to arms was obeyed, will prove to the Abolitionists at the North that although they make an occasional foray into a Southern State, and commit a few murders and arsons, they can never maintain a foothold on Southern soil for more than forty-eight hours. Virginia has showed conspicuously that she was able to take care of herself. Had she not been, had she stood in need of aid from her sister States of the South, she would have received it to an amount more than equal to her necessities, as the prompt tender of aid from all quarters of the South most abundantly proves."<br />
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<br />Martin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-48825424283787285222013-07-06T15:34:00.002-04:002013-07-06T16:20:39.693-04:00Happy Fourth of July<br />
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Iva Toguri's story is a captivating tale of isolation, persecution, and patriotism. Throughout her "Tokyo Rose" ordeal she was steadfast in the belief that someday she would be vindicated. <br />
Iva's story in total will appear in my soon to be released book "Scoundrels Who Made America Great". I will post the publication date on this blog. If you are disappointed that I am not continuing with Iva's story post a comment at the bottom of this page. If I don't hear from my readers I am going to begin blogging the story of another "scoundrel" who made America great - his name is John Brown. He was an abolitionist and one of the most controversial figures in American history. <br />
So let me know about your preference. Iva Toguri "Tokyo Rose" or John Brown, the mystical abolitionist. <br />
<br />Martin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-53268710470177821972013-06-26T13:23:00.003-04:002013-06-26T13:23:45.603-04:00Return to the U.S.<br />
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Toguri thought that her troubles were over. She and Felipe made plans for their trip back to the States. But U.S. newspapers would not let go of the Tokyo Rose story. “Iva Toguri d’Aquino, one of four bedroom -voiced girl broadcasters the Allied soldiers called ‘Tokyo Rose,’ wants eventually to return to her native country, she said today,” warned the August 1, 1947, Long Beach Press Telegram. The November 6,1947, Cumberland Ohio Evening Times stated, “Tokyo Rose, the wartime radio broadcaster who sank more fleets that America built, wants to go home to the U.S.” <br />
<br /> Meanwhile, Toguri continued to be stymied in her attempt to get a U.S. passport. She was trapped in a revolving bureaucratic paradox. First, despite Tokko harassment, she refused to give up her American citizenship. Then American authorities imprisoned her for a year on suspicion of treason as a U.S. citizen—but Toguri’s passport application was rebuffed because she could not prove her U.S. citizenship. There seemed no end to this nightmare merry-go-round. Desperate, Toguri wrote a letter to the syndicated columnist Walter Winchell. She asked him to help with her passport application. When Winchell did not reply, Toguri believed she had run into another dead end. What she didn’t know was that Winchell was hell-bent on getting Toguri returned to the States, but not in the way she imagined.<br />
<br /> In 1947 Walter Winchell was one of the most powerful men in America. His newspaper columns, “On Broadway” and “Man About Town,” mixed right-wing political opinion with entertainment-world gossip. His Sunday evening radio show, which opened with the incessant tapping of a telegraph key and his trademark introduction, “Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. America, and all the ships at sea,” had an audience of nearly twenty million. He was feared by politicians and admired by gangsters. President Roosevelt tried to stay on his good side. FBI director J. Edgar Hoover was one of his best friends. Winchell’s favorite targets were liberals and communists, but what he loved best was a good crusade. After he read Toguri’s letter, Winchell launched a mission of righteous indignation. Winchell wanted Iva Toguri d’Aquino to return to the United States, but not to join her family. He wanted “Tokyo Rose” to stand trial for treason.<br />
<br /> On April 14, 1948, Winchell published an open letter to Tokyo Rose from Captain Frank Farrell, a veteran who had served in the Pacific with the 1st Marine Division. Saturated with sarcasm, the letter accused Tokyo Rose of convincing Marines that the atabrine tablets they took to prevent malaria made them sterile. Many Marines died of malaria, said Farrell, because of Tokyo Rose. The political pressure to prosecute Toguri gained steam when, in a public statement, James F. O’Neil, commander of the American Legion, demanded that the Justice Department prosecute Iva Toguri d’Aquino for treason. On June 9, 1948, Winchell claimed that Clark Lee had in his possession an eighteen-page document in which Iva Toguri confessed to being Tokyo Rose. In later years the journalist Bill Kurtis described the campaign to prosecute Iva Toguri d’Aquino as the persecution of a person in order to exact revenge on a myth. (Encyclopedia of World Biography).<br />
<br /> As far as the U.S. Department of Justice was concerned, the myth Tokyo Rose and the person Iva Toguri d’Aquino were one and the same. On August 26, 1948, Toguri was once again arrested for treason. Under military guard she was put aboard the U.S.S. General Hodges and transported to the United States to stand trial. Iva Toguri d’Aquino was finally going home. Three weeks later, her odyssey complete, Toguri set foot on American soil. Instead of the homecoming with family and friends that she had yearned for, she was whisked to the San Francisco jail, where she was incarcerated until the end of her trial<br />
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<br />Martin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-33973206604745448392013-06-19T06:28:00.004-04:002013-06-19T06:31:07.672-04:00Sugamo Prison<br />
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Brundidge contacted his editor at Cosmopolitan. He told her he was writing a 5,000-word story about Tokyo Rose. Then he asked for the $2,000 to pay Toguri. His editor refused. She wasn’t interested in the story. Stuck with a deal he couldn’t keep, Brundidge needed a way out. He contacted Eighth Army intelligence and told the commanding officer that he had the signed confession of the traitor Tokyo Rose. The next day Toguri was arrested. Lacking hard evidence of treason, the army released her, but as the media spread the news of her interview, political pressure to prosecute Tokyo Rose increased. On October 18,1945, the U.S. Justice Department ordered General MacArthur to take Toguri into custody on suspicion of treason. She was arrested and taken to Yokohama Prison. Six weeks later she was transferred to the notorious Sugamo Prison. </div>
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Sugamo Prison was a dreary fortress of barbed wire and barracks, surrounded by concrete walls. It was spread out over twelve acres of center-city Tokyo. Built in the 1920s for political prisoners, it was untouched by Allied bombs. The U.S. Eighth Army took over the prison and incarcerated some 5,000 Japanese war criminals, including General Homma, the Japanese officer who had ordered the Bataan death march. Premier Hideko Tojo was hanged in Sugamo on December 23, 1948. In total 4,400 Sugamo prisoners were convicted of war crimes, 475 were given life sentences and 984 were hanged. </div>
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Toguri was kept in Blue Block, a special section designated for women criminals. For a year she lived in a six-by-nine-foot cell equipped with a toilet, a water basin, and a straw mat. She was allowed to bathe every three days. The army considered her a Japanese national; as a result, she could not send letters to her family in the United States. Her only luxury was the steam radiator in her cell that helped ward off the harsh Tokyo winter chill. During her incarceration, she was denied her due process rights as a U.S. citizen - she was denied legal counsel lawyer, there was no indictment, and no bail was set. </div>
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Toguri kept telling herself it was all a mistake. She stubbornly clung to the belief that her Orphan Ann version of Tokyo Rose was a popular figure among American GIs. Her inability to grasp the severity of her situation led to some stupid mistakes. She signed autographs for prison guards “Iva Toguri/Tokyo Rose,” and she was flippant with FBI interrogators. Of course, she had no way of knowing how the U.S. media was orchestrating the legend of an insidious Tokyo Rose. In the States political cartoons, movies, and newspaper editorials embellished the myth of “Tokyo Rose” as a malevolent seductress who preyed on the loneliness of American fighting men. Her interview with Lee and Brundidge had sealed Toguri’s fate. As far as the U.S. public was concerned, there was only one Tokyo Rose, and she was Iva Toguri d’Aquino.</div>
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The cash-for-interview offer was stunning, but Felipe was dubious. He thought there was was something fishy about the offer. Why, he asked, were correspondents offering such a huge sum of money to interview a female radio broadcaster? He told his wife that the money might be a lure to snare a propaganda broadcaster. Maybe the American military did not view Tokyo Rose in the same favorable way Toguri thought of herself. Tokyo Rose was a melded personality made up of several different individuals, how could Toguri be sure that the reporters would accept her rather than June Suyama or Ruth Hayakawa? Despite Felipe’s concerns, Toguri was determined to do the interview and collect the money. There were other female announcers who could claim the title “Tokyo Rose”. As far as Toguri was concerned, there was no risk. She and Major Cousens had labored over scripts and her on-air delivery to mold Orphan Ann into a non-threatening buddy, who at worst teased GIs and at best boosted their morale. </div>
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Toguri was wrong, and her husband was right. To some, Tokyo Rose was a propaganda caricature. On August 7, 1945, the Navy had issued a tongue-in-cheek citation to Tokyo Rose for entertaining American troops—for consistently providing “...excellent state-side music, laughter, and news about home.” (Duus, p. 11) But for every solicitous opinion of Tokyo Rose there was a counter sinister point of view. Toguri had no way of knowing that the legend of Tokyo Rose had morphed into a bigger-than-life siren who slept with Prime Minister Tojo, predicted Allied troop movements, and broke the hearts of young GIs with stories of wayward girlfriends. American correspondents scouring Tokyo for Rose weren’t searching for a wise-cracking comedian. They wanted a sensational siren of the Pacific like Mata Hari, the exotic dancer and German World War I spy.<br />
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Never the reflective sort, Toguri saw only the wonderful opportunity for her and d’Aquino to buy passage home, and they would have money left over to start a new life in the states. Naiveté and greed are a dangerous combination. Even though Toguri believed her broadcasts were harmless, she had been broadcasting enemy propaganda. Somewhere deep inside her, a caution light had to be blinking. But the hook was well-baited, and, suppressing any inner reservations, Toguri contacted the two correspondents, Clark Lee and Harry Brundidge. A meeting was arranged for the next afternoon at the swanky Imperial Hotel. <br />
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When the slight, decidedly unglamorous Iva Toguri walked into their hotel room, Brundidge and Lee were astonished. They were expecting a honey-voiced sexpot, and instead they got a chatterbox who wore her hair in pigtails tied with red ribbon. Years later Toguri said, “It should have been Ava Gardner, but instead it was me.” Disappointed but undaunted, the correspondents were not going to allow reality to spoil a good story. This was the scoop of a lifetime. Harry Brundidge, an associate editor of Cosmopolitan, and Clark Lee, a correspondent for the International News Service, were not about to let it slip away. Brundidge repeated the offer of a $2,000 contract for an exclusive interview with Tokyo Rose. She signed and spent the afternoon dictating her story. She talked about the subversive intent of The Zero Hour, smuggling supplies to POWs, and her experiences with the Japanese secret police. </div>
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Martin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-49520756802212492202013-06-03T00:22:00.001-04:002013-06-13T07:39:26.722-04:00Orphan Ann Scripts<h3 style="text-align: center;">
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Off broadcast radio samples. Tokyo Rose (alternate spelling Tokio
Rose) was a generic name given by Allied forces in the South Pacific
during World War II to any of approximately a dozen English-speaking
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">Orphan Ann (Sign In): Hello you fighting orphans in the Pacific. Hows tricks? This is 'After Her Weekend Annie back on the air strictly under union hours. Reception okay? Why, it better be, because this is All-Requests night. And I've got a pretty nice program for my favorite little family, the wandering boneheads of the Pacific Islands. The first request is made by none other than the boss. And guess what? He wants Bonnie Baker in "My Resistance is Low". My, what taste you have, sir, she says. Tokyo Rose</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">(Sign Off):Thank you, thank you, thank you. That's all for now enemies, but there'll be more the same tomorrow night.Until then, this is Orphan Ann, your number one enemy, reminding you GI -- always to be good! Goodbye now. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">Orphan Ann (Sign In): Greetings, everybody! This is your No. 1 enemy, your favorite playmate, Orphan Ann on Radio Tokyo--the little sunbeam whose throat you'd like to cut! Get ready again for a vicious assault on your morale, 75 minutes of music and news for our friends--I mean, our enemies!--in Australia and in the South Pacific. [Well how are my little darlings, my little (unintelligible)... it poisons the whole system. What you need is a good day, I mean song]. Just relax, all set? Okay, here's the first blow at your morale, here's him singing and singing, "Hey, Pop, I Don't Want to Go to Work." Thanks for listening. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">Orphan Ann (Sign Off):That's all for now enemies,but there'll be more the same tomorrow night.Until then, this is Orphan Ann, your number one enemy, reminding you GI -- always to be good! Goodbye now. </span></span><br />
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lousy program we had last night? It was almost bad enough to be the
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(Following the news section read by Ince)…Thank you, thank you, thank
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when I turn you over to Zero Hour. Right now my little orphans, do what
mama tells you. Listen to this, Fritz Kreisler playing 'Indian Love
Call'…..boy oh boy, it stirs your memories doesn't it? Or haven't you
boneheads any memories to stir? You have? Well, here's music 'In a
Persian Market' played especially for you by the Boston Pops
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Martin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-70008529887187872502013-05-29T23:47:00.001-04:002013-06-13T12:01:06.227-04:00V-J Day<br />
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Secretly, Toguri took instruction in Catholicism. On a sunny spring day, April 19,1945, Iva Toguri married Felipe d’Aquino. The only hitch in the festivities was a bombing raid that forced the wedding party to take refuge in a shelter. Toguri and d’Aquino had little time for romance. Death rained from the sky as B-29s unmercifully hammered Tokyo. Thousands perished. Survivors prayed they would live one more day. <br />
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On August 6, a single B-29 Superfortress, the Enola Gay, dropped an atom bomb nicknamed “Little Boy” on the industrial city of Hiroshima. Three days later “Fat Man,” a second atom bomb, was dropped on Nagasaki. Anybody within a mile radius of the each explosion was vaporized. Others burned to death, and still others succumbed to radiation sickness. In all, an estimated 300,000 Japanese, mostly civilians, were killed. Release of the most destructive weapon ever conceived had the desired effect. Emperor Hirohito declared that Japan must “endure the endurable” and surrender. On September 2, 1945 Japanese officials signed a formal surrender document on the deck of the U.S.S. Missouri in Tokyo Bay. World War II was over. <br />
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Toguri was elated. Finally, she could return to America with her husband. The troubles of the last four years receded into the background as she and d”Aquino made plans for their future together. In the weeks following the Japanese surrender Tokyo swarmed with American correspondents looking for a scoop. There were three stories everybody wanted to get—an interview with General Hideki Tojo, a description of the Tokyo destruction, and an interview with Tokyo Rose. On August 31, a friend showed Toguri a newspaper story stating that two American correspondents were willing to pay $2,000 to interview “Tokyo Rose.” In war-ravaged Tokyo this was a small fortune, equivalent to over $24,000 in today’s currency. <br />
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Toguri had first heard the name “Tokyo Rose” in the spring of 1944. Around Radio Tokyo opinions differed about which of several female broadcasters matched the GI nickname. Various descriptions of Tokyo Rose didn’t fit one person. ‘She had a sultry voice’; ‘she broadcast on Sunday evening’; ‘she called herself Orphan Ann’. The Orphan Ann moniker fit Iva Toguri, but she did not broadcast on Sunday evenings; that was Ruth Hayakawa’s time slot. As for the voice, Toguri’s was decidedly not sultry. June Suyama, the Nightingale of Nanking, had a sultry voice, but she did news rather than music. No one at Radio Tokyo fully understood the heavy baggage that went with the name Tokyo Rose—least of all Toguri. She considered her broadcasts an entertaining diversion for GIs. <br />
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On November 1, 1944, a mammoth silver plane appeared high in the sky above Tokyo. Emblazoned in large red letters on the fuselage was the name “Tokyo Rose.” The newest addition to the Allied war arsenal the B-29 "Superfortress" cruised majestically over the Japanese landscape. Four 2,200-horsepower Wright Double Cyclone engines powered the 100 foot long aircraft. It’s airspeed of 350 miles per hour outpaced any other plane in the sky, including the deadly Japanese Zero. The B-29’s ability to fly up to 30,000 feet kept it out of range of surface anti-aircraft fire. Protected by four turrets, each equipped with two fifty-caliber machine guns, and a 20,000-pound bomb load the B-29 "Superfortress" was invulnerable. The first over-flight by the “Tokyo Rose” on November 1 was a reconnaissance; the following flights were lethal. On November 24, 1944, sixty B-29's destroyed the Nakajima airplane works at Kichijoji. The next attack obliterated the Yokohama-Tokyo industrial area. From that point on, Tokyo was subjected to the most destructive siege in the history of warfare. On November 29 alone, 15,000 bombs rained down on the defenseless city. The raid reduced twenty-five hundred homes to rubble.<br />
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Despite the success of the B-29 raids, Army Air Force General Curtis Lemay was dissatisfied. Precision bombing was difficult from an altitude of 30,000 feet. He decided to change tactics from high to low-altitude attacks. Additionally he ordered the five-hundred-pound bombs to be replaced with M-69 gasoline-jelly incendiary bombs. In order to inflict optimal devastation, the incendiary attacks required dry air and a good wind. With the proper conditions the M-69s, dubbed “Molotov fire baskets” by American flyers, created a firestorm. Upon impact the M-69s released 100-foot streams of fire accompanied by gale force winds. Walls of fire sucked the oxygen out of the air. <br />
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The evenings of March 9 and 10 provided ideal conditions for a "Superfortress" assault. In two nights, 300 B-29s dropped half a million M-69s on Tokyo. The main target was a patchwork of industrial buildings and workers’ homes adjacent to the harbor. Fragile wooden buildings provided kindling, and the Tokyo harbor area was set ablaze. Robert Guillain, a French reporter, described the scene he witnessed the evening of March 9:<br />
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flashed everywhere in the darkness like Christmas trees lifting their decorations of flame high into the night, then fell back to earth in whistling bouquets of jagged flame. Barely a quarter of an hour after the raid started, the fire ,whipped by the wind, began to scythe its way through the density of that wooden city." <br />
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Like tornadoes, fire spouts jumped from one neighborhood to another. The most severe destruction took place in the Asakusa-Ku residential section of Tokyo. The densely populated area of 140,000 ldisappeared in a rain of fire. Some victims suffocated. Others died from seared lungs and smoke inhalation. Many were instantly incinerated. In all, sixteen square miles of Tokyo was leveled. Over 100,000 men, women, and children perished. More people died during the March 8th and 9th American B-29 raids over Tokyo than those immediately killed in the atom bomb attack on Hiroshima.<br />
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The firebombs did not leave behind the rubble typical of bomb-blasted European cities. Rather, the city resembled the aftermath of a massive forest fire. Like giant sequoias, industrial buildings stood intact on the outside, but inside only charred refuse remained. Residential areas were burned to the ground. Chimneys, like forlorn sentinels, stood alone among the rubble. All animal life—dogs, cats, squirrels, and even birds—disappeared. Residents steeled themselves for the inevitable Allied invasion. Women and children fashioned bamboo spears to defend their homes. <br />
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Fearful of being buried alive in a bomb shelter, Toguri sat out the attacks in her small boarding house room. During each attack she prayed the fragile building
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<br />Martin Henleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07823753270239453024noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8826755186909077594.post-14815796482065229562013-05-12T20:34:00.002-04:002013-05-12T21:34:10.560-04:00"Orphan Ann" Loses Her Fellow Conspirators<div style="text-align: center;">
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In early 1944 Toguri’s situation improved. She quit her part-time job at Domei and accepted a better paying full-time position as a secretary at the Danish legation. Her new job enabled her to add diplomatic rations of soap, sugar, and other scarce items to the supplies she smuggled to the Bunka POWs. Her friendship with Felipe d’Aquino evolved into a romance, and in May 1944 she moved to Felipe’s mother’s home. It was a two-and-half-hour commute to Tokyo, but Toguri was grateful for the opportunity to spend time in the countryside. <br />
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In the spring a Bunka guard beat Ince merclessly. His injuries were so severe that Tsuneishi removed him from broadcast. In late June Major Cousens suffered a heart attack. He was forty-one years old. He was hospitalized and never returned to the Zero Hour. With Cousens and Ince gone, Toguri faced a new challenge. The staff was now completely pro-Japanese, leaving her with no friends in the studio. She began skipping broadcasts. Although her absences provoked Major Tsuneishi, "Orphan Ann" had become so popular with Allied soldiers that he was reluctant to replace her. <br />
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In mid-November 1943 Major Tsuneishi wanted a central location for POWs with broadcasting experience. He set up a secret prison camp in the Kandu section of Tokyo. He called it Bunka camp. Before the war the nondescript building served as the Japanese cultural center. In the center of the prison yard stood a ramshackle wooden structure that served as the prisoners dormitory. The entire camp was sealed off from the surrounding neighborhood by high walls and barbed wire. Armed guards in military uniforms kept the curious away. A sign over the gate read “Sungadu Technical Research Center.” To the outside world the nondescript compound looked harmless. A passerby would never have identified it as a concentration camp. On December 18, 1943, Major Cousens and Captain Ince were transferred Bunka camp. <br />
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Every two weeks after the guards washed their laundry prisoners were allowed to bathe in the filthy water. Japanese prison guards were infamous for their brutality. It was a dishonor for a Japanese soldier to be assigned prison guard duty; subsequently, only the dregs of the Japanese military were selected. Guards took out their shame and frustration on their prisoners. Sadistic beatings and torture were daily events. At the slightest provocation a guard would knock a prisoner senseless. There was little or no medical attention—sick, wounded, starving, it made no difference. Prisoners toiled for fifteen-hour days in nearby labor camps. <br />
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The brutal conditions in Japanese concentration camps took a tremendous toll. Nearly 10 percent of Allied servicemen died in captivity. In the eight concentration camp groups spread throughout Japan a total 3,544 soldiers and sailors perished. In comparison one percent of POWs died in Nazi concentration camps. The average American lost sixty-one pounds during captivity. Men were crippled and disfigured from the constant beatings. Teeth were ruined, and many went blind from malnutrition. Beriberi was endemic, as were tuberculosis and dysentery. The prisoners at Bunka knew that any given day could be their last. If the guards didn’t kill them, disease and starvation would. Each morning for three months a camp officer, Captain Kimai, ordered the prisoners to stand at attention in the courtyard while they listened to his rants about the impending deaths of those who refused to participate in Radio Tokyo broadcasts. <br />
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When he arrived at Bunka, Major Cousens was appalled at the conditions. As the ranking Allied officer, he demanded better treatment for the prisoners. His complaints were rebuffed with beatings. Cousens appealed to Toguri for help. She redoubled her smuggling efforts, using whatever resources she could scrounge up. She no longer was smuggling for three; now it was the entire camp of 27 who depended on her. She bought, bartered, and begged aspirin, quinine, and yeast pills. Friends contributed vegetables and fruits. She hid contraband in a tin mess can. One day she managed to smuggle in a blanket under her clothes. She hiked further and further into the countryside to scrounge whatever she could. If she was discovered the penalty was death.<br />
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If Major Cousens could have read American newspapers, he would not have fretted about subverting the Japanese propaganda message. In the South Pacific, the several females Allied troops called “Tokyo Rose” were inadvertently foiling their own propaganda messages. A front-page story in the New Castle, Pennsylvania, News on September 17, 1943, ran an article that said Tokyo Rose was so uninformed in her war news announcements that she was actually boosting morale.<br />
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Major John Canavan from Dorchester, Massachusetts, and recently returned from Guadalcanal, said that “Rose” could not get her story straight: “She was so wrong that the boys were vastly entertained. They began to look forward to her broadcasts for the laughs.” In the October 5, 1943, Charleston Gazette troops complained about scratchy, out-of-date records. Said one GI who had enjoyed Rose’s broadcasts, “She’s beginning to droop.” These comments were documented more than a month before Toguri’s first broadcast. On November 13, 1943, Orphan Ann added her voice to the Tokyo Rose chorus.<br />
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By degrees The Zero Hour increased in popularity. Major Tsuneishi decided to expand the time slot to an hour. He added two Nisei, George Mitsushio and Kenkichi Oki, to the production team. Additionally Tsuneishi insisted that a woman commentator be added to the program. The last thing Cousens wanted was a sultry voiced Mata Hari like June Suyama, “The Nightingale of Nanking,” or sexy Myrtle “Little Margie” Lipton,” to skewer his lampoon of The Zero Hour. What he needed was a woman he could trust. The woman he selected was the chatty Nisei typist, who had no radio experience and whose voice had all the charm of a scratched record—Iva Toguri.<br />
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Everyone connected to The Zero Hour was astonished by Cousens’s choice of Toguri as his female voice for The Zero Hour. Ince said she had the voice of a crow. Mitsushio, the Nisei script writer, thought it was a joke. For Cousens, Toguri’s voice was a perfect fit for his propaganda parody. He said, “With the idea I had in mind of making a complete burlesque of the program, her voice was just what I wanted—rough. I hope I can say this without offense—a voice that I have described as a gin fog voice. It was rough, almost masculine, anything but a femininely seductive voice. It was a comedy voice that I needed for this particular job.” It was a hard sell, but Cousens convinced Tsuneishi that Iva Toguri was the best choice to host the Zero Hour.<br />
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Promoting Toguri as the star of The Zero Hour was one thing; getting her to accept was another. His task was formidable. He had to convince a woman who had endured scorn and malnutrition because she refused to relinquish her American citizenship to become the female voice of a Japanese propaganda broadcast. When Cousens first broached the subject, Toguri flatly refused. She had access to western news reports, and she knew the tide of the war was shifting to the Allies. The idea of participating in a Japanese propaganda effort was ludicrous. At first she laughed Cousens off, but he persisted, telling her she would actually help the Allies by contributing to his parody. Cousens told her that, if she didn’t take the job, Tsuneishi would force him to use Ruth Hayakawa or another experienced Japanese propaganda voice. Although she was not fully convinced it was a good idea, Toguri trusted Cousens. She agreed to host The Zero Hour. It was a life-changing decision that would brand the plucky American patriot as a traitor.<br />
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At six PM on November 10, 1943, Iva Toguri sat down in front of a microphone in Studio 5 of Radio Tokyo. She made a few announcements and played four records, and in twenty minutes her part of The Zero Hour was over. Afterwards she confronted Cousens in the studio. “This is crazy,” she said. “I’m no good at this.” He tried to humor her. “You are just what we want,” he replied. “We want a Yankee voice with a certain personality in it—a little touch of WAC officer and a lot of cheer. I’ll coach you to read scripts the way I want them, so don’t worry.” <br />
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A few days later Cousens told Toguri she needed a broadcast name. He used the first syllable of “an” in announcer and combined it with “orphan” a term he thought GIs could identify with because many dubbed themselves “orphans of the Pacific.” So Iva Toguri became “Orphan Ann,” and another ironic twist was added to the life of the Nisei who, as a child sat transfixed next to her radio listening to the adventures of Orphan Annie. But she was a real-life Orphan Ann and there was no Daddy Warbucks to rescue her. <br />
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Quote - - "They Called Her Tokyo Rose"- Gunn p.51<br />
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On August 23, 1943, Toguri started working six days a week as an English typist at Radio Tokyo. Shortly before she began her new job, a career Japanese military man, Major Shigatsugu Tsuneishi, was appointed director of Radio Tokyo’s propaganda division. One of his pet projects was a twenty-minute, six-day-a-week broadcast called The Zero Hour. The title was derived from the agile and formidable Japanese Zero attack plane. The show's first broadcast was on March 20, 1943. It mixed jazz with dopey propaganda messages. Tsuneishi wanted a radio show that would make U.S. servicemen in his words —“homesicky.” He knew nothing about producing a radio show so he scoured concentration camps searching for POWs with broadcasting experience.<br />
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Tsuneishi’s prize discovery was a dashing Australian major, Charles Cousens. Captured when Singapore fell to the Japanese, Cousens was a well-known Australian radio personality. After his capture Cousens steadfastly refused Japanese orders to assist in propaganda broadcasts. In retaliation, he was put in solitary confinement and shipped to a heavy-labor camp in Burma. After several months of brutal treatment at the labor camp, Cousens was shipped back to Singapore. In Singapore he was ordered by an Australian POW colonel to cooperate with the Japanese. The colonel told Cousens his sole responsibility at Radio Tokyo would be to transmit POW messages and solicit Red Cross aid. Cousens reluctantly acquiesced to his superior’s order. His captors transported Cousens from Singapore to Tokyo aboard the Arabia Maru, the same ship Toguri took on her fateful voyage. During the first years of the war the refitted Arbia Maru conveyed Japanese troops and prisoners of war throughout the South Pacific. Although it never achieved the notoriety of a POW "hellship" like its sister ship the Hawaii Maru, the Arabia Maru served as a Japanese transport until it was torpedoed and sunk on October 18, 1944, by the U.S. submarine Bluegill.<br />
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Cousens survived the journey to Tokyo on a daily ration of a cup of foul water, a ball of dirty rice, and seaweed soup. By the time the Arabia Maru docked in Yokohoma Cousens, wracked with dysentery, was a mere shadow of the dashing Australian major who fought so gallantly at the Battle of Singapore. When he arrived at Radio Tokyo, Major Tsuneishi ordered Cousens to write Zero Hour scripts. Cousens refused. He told Tsuneishi, “Give me a pistol and a cartridge, that will save time for both of us.”<br />
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But Tsuneishi was not about to execute such a valuable resource. A few days later Cousens reported to Tsuneishi’s office. Cousens was no stranger to Japanese military brutality. During his forced march from Singapore to a Japanese labor camp Cousens walked a road lined with heads of Chinese women impaled on sticks. Wayside ditches were scattered with the corpses of bayoneted babies. Standing outside the door of Major Tsuneishi’s office, Cousens expected the worst. <br />
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Inside the office Tsuneishi, dressed in full military regalia, stood behind his desk. When Cousens entered Tsuneishi bellowed “Attention!” and dramatically slammed a “gunto,” a two handed samurai sword' on his desk. The threat was obvious to all in the room - 'do as you are told or die'! The bluff worked. Emotionally and physically drained Cousens acquiesced. The next night Cousens sat in front of a microphone at Radio Tokyo and read his first propaganda script.<br />
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Two weeks later Major Tsuneishi ordered Cousens to produce The Zero Hour. With no options Cousens played along. However, he had a plan to subvert the propaganda broadcast. Although Japanese censors could understand English they couldn’t detect implied nuances such as sarcasm and double entendres. Cousens planned to undercut Tsuneishi’s plot to demoralize GIs by altering the subtext of The Zero Hour. He would dress propaganda in parody. His tactics were subtle. He read scripts in a manner that implied to an English-speaking listener that he was being forced. One mocking tactic was to first read a script quickly and then slowly. He mispronounced words and used a dispirited tone of voice. He mocked Japanese hubris.<br />
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One story detailed how a Japanese pilot shot down several American planes. As the pilot pursued the last plane, he ran out of ammunition. The ingenious pilot reached into his lunch pail for a ball of rice, which he threw at the American plane. The rice ball hit the American pilot in the face. He lost control of his plane and crashed. Another tale described a Pacific island battle in which ten Japanese soldiers defeated a force of 400 American Marines without suffering a single casualty.<br />
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Cousens convinced Tsuneishi that such amazing stories were evidence of Japanese invincibility. The tactic of using Japanese military arrogance as a comedy ploy worked. The Zero Hour gained in popularity among American servicemen. Soon two other POWs——were added to The Zero Hour cast. Cousens wrote the scripts, and the two other POWs an American, Wallace Ince, and a Filipino Lieutenant Norman Reyes, took turns playing music and making zany propaganda “announcements.” <br />
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Toguri had been at Radio Tokyo only a few days when she spotted Cousens, Reyes, and Ince walking down a hallway. To Toguri the three POWs looked like scarecrows. They were missing teeth, their hair was falling out, and they were covered with sores. Dirty canvas shorts and worn khaki shirts hung like drapes over their emaciated bodies. Toguri felt sorry for them. She was, however, thrilled to be so close to English-speaking soldiers. When the opportunity presented itself she struck up a conversation. At first the three POWs were suspicious of Toguri. Many Nisei worked undercover for the Tokko. Ince in particular suspected a rat. He told Cousens and Reyes, "I hate Japs. I don't give a hang whether they're Nisei, Issei or whatever. I hate em all." But as weeks passed their chats with Toguri about baseball and news events back home gradually dissipated the POWs' suspicions.<br />
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The bond of trust was sealed when Toguri smuggled them food and medicine. Providing aid to prisoners of war was punishable by death. Undeterred, Toguri hid contraband in her clothes, her handbag, and among Japanese documents. To the POWS such basic necessities as quinine, lemons, and aspirin were treasure. After work Toguri scrounged the Tokyo countryside for food. She bought whatever black market supplies she could afford. With each act of smuggling Toguri risked her life. She was determined to do all she could to allay the suffering of her new friends.<br />
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Quote, Masayo Duus, "Tokyo Rose, Orphan of the Pacific, p.72<br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b>"All
of us can't stay in the [internment] camps until the end of the war.
Some of us have to go to the front. Our record on the battlefield will
determine when you will return and how you will be treated. I don't
know if I'll make it back."</b><i>Technical Sergeant Abraham Ohama, Company "F", 442nd RCT, Killed in Action 10/20/1944 </i></span></span><br />
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While Toguri struggled to survive in Tokyo her family in Los Angeles faced their own desperate situation. Pearl Harbor triggered an onslaught of anti-Japanese sentiment throughout the country. The majority of persons of Japanese ancestry who lived in California were industrious and loyal, but they carried the stigma of a reviled nation. On February 19th, 1942 President Roosevelt signed Executive Order 9066 authorizing the immediate relocation of suspected saboteurs and spies to "exclusion zones". On May 3, General John Dewitt, California's military commander, ordered
all individuals of Japanese ancestry, whether citizens or not, rounded
up and shipped to relocation camps. Dewitt explained his decision to
Congress, "A Jap's a Jap. I don't want any of them here. They are a
dangerous element. There is no way to determine their loyalty. It
makes no difference whether he is an American citizen, he is still a
Japanese. We must worry about the Japanese all the time until he is
wiped off the map." <br />
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Along with 110,000 other inhabitants of Japanese ancestry who lived on the Pacific coast, the entire Toguri family - father Jun and mother Fumi, brother Fred and his wife Miyeko and Iva's sisters June and Inez were ordered to a temporary assembly center in Tulare, California. They were to await transport to a permanent relocation camp.<br />
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In her biography <i>Tokyo Rose Orphan of the Pacific </i>Masayo Duus described the primitive conditions of the so-called assembly centers scattered throughout the west. "Within a few weeks they [individuals of Japanese ancestry] had been herded into jerry-built wooden barracks thrown up on racetracks, fairgrounds, or live stock pavilions. The barracks were crowded, flimsy and without any privacy. Even the toilets were communal."<br />
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With hundreds of other detainees the Toguri family arrived at Tulare on May 6th, 1942. They were housed in a 10 by 20 foot horse stall. There were no windows, no fresh air. They slept on cots. Fifty-four year old Fumi, who was paralyzed on her right side from a stroke, grew weaker each day. On May 24th she died. <br />
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On September 2nd the military moved the Toguri's to the Gila River Relocation Center. Gila River a Native -American reservation was taken over by the Federal government over the objections of the Gila River Indian tribe. Located on a barren stretch of desert approximately 30 miles southeast of Phoenix the internment camp was designed to accommodate 10,000 detainees. But by December 2nd over 14,000 Japanese occupied the camp making it the 4th largest city in Arizona. By internment camp standards Gila River was one of the most humane. Residents lived in barracks specially built to ward off the desert heat. Watchtowers and barbed wire were unnecessary because no one was foolish enough to try to cross the harsh landscape on foot. The camp had playgrounds, a post office, stores, it's own police force, and sundry other small town services. All of the detainees were expected to work. Jun took a job at a supply store. Fred, who studied law, worked as a butcher. June was a seamstress and Inez worked in the mess hall. <br />
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Eleanor Roosevelt visited the Gila River Camp in 1943. She surely must have had mixed feelings about what she saw. She praised the humanitarian conditions of Gila River, but she also made it clear that she considered internment wrong. <br />
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"A Japanese American may be no more Japanese than a German-American is
German, or an Italian-American is Italian, or of any other national
background. All of these people, including the Japanese Americans, have men
who are fighting today for the preservation of the democratic way of life
and the ideas around which our nation was built.<br />
We have no common race in this country, but we have an ideal to which all
of us are loyal: we cannot progress if we look down upon any group of people
amongst us because of race or religion. Every citizen in this country has a
right to our basic freedoms, to justice and to equality of opportunity. We
retain the right to lead our individual lives as we please, but we can only
do so if we grant to others the freedoms that we wish for ourselves." Despite the fact that many of their families were interned in relocation camps over 30,000 Japanese-Americans volunteered for military service.<br />
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The 442nd Nisei Regiment fought in Italy, Germany and southern France. Because of its distinguished battle record the 442nd received eight Presidential Unit Citations. Regimental soldiers were awarded 52 Distinguished Service Medals, 588 Silver Stars and 5,200 Bronze Stars. Twenty-one members of the Regiment received the Congressional Medal of Honor for valor on the battlefield. The Regimental motto was "Go for Broke. It's nickname was the "Purple Heart Battalion". The 442nd Nisei Regiment is considered to be the most highly decorated infantry division in the history of the United States Army.<br />
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Ohama quote: www.the442.org (Retrieved April 9, 2013)<br />
Dewitt quote: p. 108-109, Frederick P. Close, <i>Tokyo Rose An American Patriot</i><br />
Roosevelt quote: http://www.javadc.org/gila_river_relocation_center.htm; retrieved April 9, 2013<br />
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During World War II, Germany had "Axis Sally" and Japan had "Tokyo Rose". Both were legendary female broadcasters who played music infused with propaganda. Their mission was to lower the morale of Allied troops by mixing half-truths about the course of the war with phony stories about depressing conditions back in the States. "Axis Sally" was Mildred Gillars, a German-American from Portland, Maine. "Tokyo Rose" was nobody and everybody. While "Axis Sally" was an individual, "Tokyo Rose" was a generic name Allied troops gave to a score of female announcers who broadcast propaganda from Japan, Phillipines, and Indonesia.<br />
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The legend of "Tokyo Rose" began in 1937 when construction workers listening to a short wave radio in Samoa heard a female disc jockey broadcasting Japanese propaganda between musical selections. Incredibly a rumor circulated that the broadcaster was the intrepid aviator Amerlia Earhart, whose plane disappeared somewhere over the Pacific on July 2, 1937. She was attempting to be the first woman pilot to circumnavigate the globe. The first military reference to "Tokyo Rose" was made by a U.S. Chief Radioman, J. M. Eckberg, aboard the <i>U.S.S. Seawolf</i> four days after Pearl Harbor. Listening to the ship's short wave radio the officer heard a female who called herself "Madame Tojo" brag about sinking the American fleet. Eckberg described her broadcast in 1945 book recounting the exploits of the <i>Seawolf</i>.<br />
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"She was a female [traitor] who sold us out to the Japs, and she opened her her program with old-fashioned sentimental songs. The idea was, I suppose, to make us homesick. She was taunting us now about Japanese victories and Allied defeats. She sunk the U.S. fleet as we listened, night after night. 'Where is the great United States fleet?' She began in her phony Oxford accent. 'I'll tell you where it is! It's lying at the bottom of Pearl Harbor!' She went on to tell us all the details. Her voice rose hysterically: 'Why don't you give up, you fools out there? You can't stand up against the power of the Imperial Fleet!'" Eckberg called her "Tokio Rose".<br />
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After the Pearl Harbor attack a score of females broadcast Japanese
propaganda throughout the south Pacific.
Most notable among these early versions of "Tokyo Rose" were Ruth
Hayakawa who broadcast from Radio Tokyo, Myrtle Lipton in the
Phillipines, and the "Nanking Nightingale", June Suyama. Gradually the
myth of a sexy and all-knowing "Tokyo Rose"grew to legendary
proportions. Like Ulysses, who could not ignore the sirens' songs,
Allied troops throughout the Pacific twirled the dials on their
short-wave radios hoping to snatch a bit of entertainment and news from
the sultry siren of the Pacific. Quality of short-wave reception is
influenced by a number of factors including equipment, time of the day
and weather. Even with the best conditions audio quality is spotty. For
entertainment starved troops, hop-scotching from island to island with
one bloody battle following another, discriminating among female
broadcasters was not a concern. It was simpler just to say, 'Hey, I
picked up a Tokyo Rose broadcast'.<br />
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The formats were similar. Sandwiched between pop music selections was news about stateside disasters such as floods and train wrecks. Insidious comments about cheating wives and girlfriends were regular features. Most troubling were announcements about Allied troop movements and impending Japanese attacks. The August 20, 1943 issue of <i>Yank Magazine</i> described a Japanese broadcaster claiming the "coward" "Butch" O'Hare, an ace American pilot and Medal of Honor winner would soon die. On November 26, 1943 O'Hare's F-26 Hellcat was shot down during a night time raid on a Japanese aircraft carrier. His plane was never recovered. Knowledge of pilot names, along with predictions of battle outcomes, lent a foreboding sense of legitimacy to "Tokyo Rose' broadcasts.<br />
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