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M1 Member Memories
Fresh out of college, and still living with my parents. I received my draft notice in December 1952. Never having been away from Mom and especially never having been to Georgia and never having flown, I was whisked away to Camp Gordon, Georgia (now known as Fort Gordon) where I took my basic training. When I was issued my Garand, I knew it was love at first sight. Never having owned a real gun, I was born and raised in New York City, I immediately took to its wonderful lines, almost feminine in its outward appearance. What I didn't know about the rifle I soon learned, even how to take it apart and put it back together and how to clean it..I was so smitten with the M1 that I even cleaned my barrack buddies M1's also ! On the range, I learned to shoot well, not great, just well and I saw my share of Maggies Drawers ! I said to myself during those years, that someday I am going to own one of these great guns. But the years passed, marriage, kids, grand -kids and then retirement. It took 55 years, but I found my M1, a 5 million serial range, Korean War, my war. I now have it hanging in my den here in Florida, and I just look at and recall those magic years in the Army. Yes, I shoot it at the local range, and I have to say I shoot better today than I did in 1953, maybe because there isn't a Sargeant, yelling at me and looking over my shoulder Gilbert Lewis
This is Brig General Harold K. Johnson
inspecting two Junior ROTC cadets, MSG Corry Mordeaux and SFC Charles Peterson.
Gen Johnson was the Assistant Commander of the 8th Infantry Division
at Ft Carson, Colorado. The year was 1955 at
This second photo is of 2d Lt Corry Mordeaux
with “Donut Dolly” Red Cross volunteer Marge Watson of Corry Mordeaux
This photo was
taken in August of 1959 at Fort Leonard Wood, Missouri. I was in basic training.
I was assigned to Charlie Company, Third Battalion, Third Training Regiment,
Fifth Army. This was the sixth week of basic training and the morning we were to
march to Range 26 to qualify with our weapons. I busted 95 out of 102 targets
that day. I was never more proud to be an American soldier and know that my M1
Garand rifle was a weapon without equal and a rifle that I could trust in any
situation.
L-R: Captain Allan G. Molitar USMCR, Former Private F. Gilbert Johnson USMCR and
Private Michael H. Johnson USMRC. 1958
This is a
whitetail doe I got with my M1 Garand, SN 3,790,915, during the 2003 fall doe
season in southeast Nebraska. I was 70 years old then.
Above is a photo I took this summer (2007) of my friend and neighbor Colonel Spencer Wurst. He's looking at my 1942 Garand and you can see the admiration on his face as he looks the old rifle over. During WWII Sgt. Spencer Wurst was a Paratrooper in F Co. 505 Parachute Infantry Regiment, 82nd Airborne Division and made 3 of 4 combat jumps the 505 made in WWII. He jumped twice with the M1 Garand, Italy and Holland, and said in the book he wrote, DESCENDING FROM THE CLOUDS, for the Normandy jump they took away my beloved Garand and made me jump with a 1903 fitted with grenade launcher and blanks for firing the grenade. "I missed my M1 dearly. And yet it never occurred to us that we might not be successful." It didn't take him long to reacquire a Garand and he was wounded at Ste. Mère-Eglise and later received a second Purple Heart, and went on to be awarded the Silver Star fighting the 9th SS Panzer Division Recon Bn at Hunner Park, Waal Canal Bridge, Nijmegen Holland. He received a battlefield commission and rose to the rank of Colonel in 1969.
Joel Babcock
Clymer, NY
Posted November 7, 2007
At the 1955
National Matches at Camp Perry, Ohio, as a member of the fourth US Army Rifle
Team, I had the good fortune to win the Cavalry Cup, pictured here, which was
awarded to the high Army shooter in the President’s Match. My score was 149 out
of a possible 150 points with 17 V’s. However, a Marine won the match with the
same point score but with a higher “V” count. Firing the M1 Garand, I placed in
the President’s One Hundred each of the six years I competed at Camp Perry
though the 1950’s.
My buddy Ryan and I, are contracted Air Force ROTC cadets at
Arizona State University. We're slated to commission in December '09 and May
'09 respectively. We both do WWII reenacting here in Arizona. This is of the
two of us up in the hill country during a "skirmish". Casey Asher
Posted October 11, 2007
This is a photo of my dad,
Arthur Weisman, in
Engineers School at Ft. Belvoir, Virginia in 1951. He went on to serve as a
combat engineer in an amphibious assault brigade and spent 34 years in the Army,
Army Reserve, and Idaho National Guard. He carried this M1 Garand throughout
his Engineer School training.
Attached is a photo of me (on the right with my CMP Garand) and my oldest son Josh (on the left). This photo was taken in the California desert in January 2007. We are both avid WW2 reenactors with the 9th Infantry Division and this photo depicts us taking a much needed rest from “combat”.
Randall S. Wells
This photograph shows my
grandfather, then U.S. Congressman John D. Dingell, Sr., (MI-15), inspecting an
M1 Garand brought to his Capitol Hill office by War Department officials.
Elected to Congress in 1932, my grandfather was a strong proponent for
rearmament as the drumbeat of war began steadily increasing in Europe and Asia.
Taken around 1937, my grandfather is seen inspecting what appears to be an early
M1, as I believe part of a gas trap may be visible off to the right.
Michael Dingell |
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