January 22, 2008

Time to bring back the Moving Wall?

For those of us who were there, it's hard to believe that nearly a decade has passed since a half-scale traveling replica of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial found a temporary home on Memorial Boulevard.
It was only there for a short time during the summer of 1998, but the event was one of those watershed moments, when veterans and non-veterans alike came together to hear the stories and share their tears.
The whole idea of that traveling wall was to bring the memorial to communities across the country, to help many a lost soul find some healing. It worked out pretty well, from what I saw. But there are bound to be many people who never saw it, people who also never made it to Washington to see the stunning real thing.
It should come back.
I was thinking about it because of a story I wrote on the last day that wall was in town, about a former soldier who needed more healing than a little wall could deliver. He's not typical, I know, but his story isn't either.
Here is Kenneth Pena's story:

August 18, 1998

By STEVE COLLINS
BRISTOL -- Kenneth Pena sat on a bench Tuesday morning, waving an American flag half-heartedly and staring at the Moving Wall.
But his eyes were far, far away.
"Panel 23," he said, pointing to a group of names right in front of him. "I was their squad leader. I sent 'em out on an ambush."
The 50-year-old New Britain man, a U.S. Marine veteran who served in Vietnam from 1968 to 1970, spoke softly as he recalled the men who died and the war that killed them.
"There were 19 in my squad. The next morning there was three of us, and we were dragging one of them," he said.
"For the life of me, I don't know what happened that night. Swear to God I don't."
For the past week, Pena has been near the Wall almost all the time, saying little, just watching, thinking, remembering.
"Kenneth Small. 17 years old. John Paulin. Couldn't read or write but he got into the Marine Corps. Tiny was the radio man. Tiny was anything but tiny. He outweighed me 100 pounds. I was their squad leader," Pena said.
"I've got their memory I live with every day, day in and day out," he said. "I was 20 years old. Next week I'll be 51 years old. I'm never ever, ever, ever going to forget them. I'm more devoted to those guys than I am to my wife."
"After my boys got killed, I didn't care whether I came back or not," he said. "I've got two Purple Hearts. That's how close I came to having my name scribbled on that Wall."
During the June 1970 ambush that slaughtered his squad, Pena shared a foxhole with Small, "a white-haired little boy" from Salem, Idaho. Two others were in there as well.
Small finished up his one-hour watch during the night, Pena said, and then woke him to take his turn. "He said 'I got to piss.' He was the first one killed," just a few yards away, Pena said.
"The only reason he joined the Marine Corps: he had two twin sisters. He wanted to help put them through college," Pena said.
Radioman David Patton -- "Tiny" -- got hit during the attack about 3 a.m. He remained in radio contact with the squad as the life drained out of him.
"I said I'd go get him," Pena said, but the lieutenant refused to allow it. "First light, we went out there. David's body was still warm but he was dead. I brought it back into the perimeter."
"I could have saved him," Pena said. He leaped on the lieutenant in frustration and anger. A gunnery sergeant, Pena said, "had to peel me off."
He said he had grown so close to Patton's sister, Carla, through letters that each thought they would marry. But "when Tiny died, I couldn't write her no more."
Growing up in Middletown, Pena said, "I didn't smoke. I didn't drink. I didn't do anything but play sports.
"I came back from Vietnam an alcoholic, a drug addict, smoked like a fiend."
"Democracy," said Pena. "Tell me how John Paulin got in the Marine Corps. Couldn't even read or write. Never got a letter from anybody. But every day he'd sit there and clean that rifle.
"Some of us be out there smoking a joint. But John Paulin be sitting there cleaning that rifle. Came from Owensboro, Kentucky. Couldn't read or write but he passed through the system. He passed the great American system. The one I'm holding this flag for."
"I wonder what they gave him when he got down there to Kentucky. Probably put him in a pasture," Pena said.
"I'm going to go to Kentucky. I'm going to Owensboro, Kentucky. I'm going to find John Paulin."
He said Paulin's grave "had better be in order. It better have a tombstone."
Pena said he's going to go to Philadelphia as well, to search out Patton's grave.
After Small's death, he said, he stayed in touch with his pal's parents, exchanging calls and cards several times a month. He even visited them last November -- and fell apart.
"The pain was overwhelming," Pena said. "I started drinking. I said some stupid [things]" and Small's mother told him she didn't want to speak to him ever again. "I don't blame her," he said.
Pena said Small had "never seen a black person in real life until he was on his way to California to boot camp" but the two became fast friends. "I changed that boy's life around," Pena said.
He recalled a time when the squad "got hit pretty bad" and returned to Da Nang for reinforcements. "All's I wanted to do was take a shower and relax," Pena said.
But Small -- "a warrior who wouldn't give up for nothin'" -- chose to dig into a cooler of beer. He wound up in a fight with other Americans and got beat up bad.
"He came back to that hooch, tent or whatever you call it. Told us what happened. I guess we were 19 or 20 strong at that time. We went back out there" and took care of the attackers, Pena said.
"One dude took it real serious. Middle of the night, he threw a gas grenade in our hooch. The next night, he was Medivaced. I don't know if he lived or died. I really don't give a s--t."
In the field, Pena said, everyone shared every letter and every package with everyone else.
After a long pause, he said, "I can't remember his name. Much as I try, I can't remember his name. Got a 'Dear John' letter from his wife.
"Nobody knew whether that magazine of that M-16 was loaded or not. He put it up on the side of his head. Fully automatic. And he pulled the trigger. Seemed like his body stood there for 10 minutes with no f-ing head on it.
He said he hoped the wife "lived a good life" with the $10,000 death benefit check she got as a result.
Another long pause.
"We killed a rat over there. Put it on a scale. It weighed 17 pounds," he said.
Another pause.
"I was eating C-rations. Stamped right on the box: 'Packed 1945.' I wasn't born until 1947. Scrambled eggs in a damn can. Ham and lima beans," Pena said with disgust.
Yet another pause.
Pena's cousin, who served in the Army in Vietnam, also returned in one piece. After growing up together, the two shared stories over beers after work.
One night, the cousin told him he had to leave the bar and "do something."
"Went home. Sat on the edge of his bed. Put a 12-gauge shotgun in his mouth and blew his head off," Pena said. "He had Agent Orange. It was kicking his ass."
More silence as Pena choked back tears.
He said his grandmother, Pocahontas Moody, died while he was overseas. The military wouldn't let him go to her funeral.
"They took my rifle. Put me in this little padded cell where I wouldn't hurt myself. And you know what? Last year was the first time I ever seen my grandmother's grave," Pena said.
Pena said he'd never seen the Wall before a traveling version came to Bristol. He said he didn't know if it helped him or hurt.
"This is not a monument no more," Pena said. "It's a tourist attraction. There's too many dry eyes come through every day. You got 58,000 names on this Wall. You line up 58,000 coffins and how far does it go?"
Pena said he has five sons.
"My oldest one had to go and join the Marine Corps, just to be like daddy. They just don't know. They just don't know."
Pena said he's never told his sons about Vietnam. "And I never will," he added.
When a young boy walked by, Pena reached out and touched him on the shoulder.
"Hey buddy," he told the boy, "don't ever put on a uniform."

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Copyright 2008. All rights reserved.
Contact Steve Collins at scollins@bristolpress.com

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

What a story...wow.

This monument obviously is a tribute to those killed in action and those who served in this war.

However for someone like me who never saw combat or served in the military I recommend visiting the Viet Nam memorial in Washington DC. The size and the number of names made it a moving experience. It was necessary to fight tears.

Anonymous said...

I don't believe the Wall will come to a city more than once. I believe that is the rule so that every town can have a chance to display it.

Anonymous said...

Great job, Steve. Thanks for resurrecting that one.

Steve Collins said...

I couldn't find anything on the Moving Wall website that indicates it can't go to the same place twice, but if that's true, there's nothing to stop Bristol from bringing one of several other replica walls to town.

Anonymous said...

There are four "Traveling Walls."I am not aware of any regulation limiting the number of visits to any particular community.Having one of the Walls again in Bristol has been a topic of discussion.Believe an effort will be made to bring the Wall back.

Anonymous said...

Is this really necessary? I've never heard of any other city needing a second wall visit.

If people are still truly traumatized by the past, then they need real help.

We don't need the wall to come again for education, there is plenty of symbols and an entire boulevard to begin the discussion, no to mention several big city events each year and a school system and school assembelies that give veterans a chance to come and talk to kids.

Honestly this is just another attempt by the city Veterans crew to bring more attention to themselves and another to dominate the city headlines.

Anonymous said...

425. I'm not a veteran but what's your beef. I saw it 10 years ago. My kids were too small or not even alive to see it then. I think its important, especially now, to remember those who served and gave their lives for our freedom.

Anonymous said...

I was involved with the last "Wall" effort and would be happy to help again.

I doubt that anything can be done in 2008.

I just don't want to see it become part of Art Wards 2009 campaign program.

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Anonymous said...

...4:25, You're kidding, right? Do you honestly think that the opportunity to honor our fallen veterans and educate our children about the terrible cost of war is "another attempt by the city veterans to bring more attention to themselves"??? Judging by your total lack of insight (never mind your poor spelling and grammar)...it's pretty obvious that education isn't too high on your list of priorities.

Anonymous said...

...7:18, Steve Collins brings up the topic of bringing the Moving Wall back to Bristol and you somehow twist it into a campaign ploy by Art Ward? We should applaud ANYONE who brings this heartbreaking tribute to the women and men who lost their lives in the service of our Country. Please go grind your ax elsewhere...

Anonymous said...

4:25 is just trying to get a rise out of everyone. It's called instigating an argument because they are so bored with their lives they have to start trouble somewhere to feel entertained.

Just ignore the ignorant comments.

The Wall revisiting Bristol would do a lot of different good things for a lot of different people from every generation.