Wheres My Star By Mark Gwilt
Way back in 1944
When I was off to war
We got a call from Marines
They were in trouble for sure
They said that they had been pinned down
High upon a hill
They said they needed some supplies
Or they would soon be Killed
Not a person raised their hand
They all just looked away
So I soldiered up and said
"I'll drive that truck today"
Get yourself a partner
Cause you can't go alone
So I searched the camp for Brewer
And shortly we were on the road
Up the hill we started
On that dark and gloomy night
To keep the Japs from seeing us
We drove without our lights
When we reached the top of the hill
I knew something wasn't right
So I climbed out of the cab
There wasn't a Marine in sight
So I called out
We've brought supplies
exactly what you need
Could we get some help unloading
Cause we have to leave
A Marine yelled out
"How'd you make it up the hill?"
"we were ordered to lay low
And thats exactly what we did"
I yelled back "I can't stay all night
I've got other things to do
So I'll just leave it all right here
Your Marines will know what to do"
We climbed back into the truck
And went back down the hill
I told Brewer, We're gonna be fine
And those Marines will not be killed!
Back at camp after a few days
I was penning a letter home
When a long line of tired Marines
Came walking down the road
They asked me if I was from Company "H"
And did I drive a truck?
I said "Yes" and the Sargeant said
"Boys, we are in luck!"
"We are looking for a driver
Braver than a Marine
Who drove his truck up a hill
A couple miles away
We're the Marines that driver saved
Just the other day!!"
"Well boys you're in luck
because I know that driver well
I am Ernest Gwilt, of Company "H"
Or as we call it, Hell !"
The Sargeant reached into his bag
And pulled out a tattered Flag
"we've all signed it
As you can plainly see
One signature, for every Marine!
We are putting you in for a Bronze Star,
For all the the things you did
For being braver than a Marine
You should be proud of yourself Kid!"
They all filed by and shook my hand
and yelled out "SEMPER FI"
It was a sight I must say
It nearly made Me Cry
60 years after the fact
That Star, I've not seen!
Then one day some things were stole
And the Army I did call
To see if they would replace this stuff
From many years ago
They said they would so watch the mail
And soon it will arrive
Three weeks later a box showed up
Much to my Surprise
In the box was my Bronze Star
That took 63 years to arrive
Written By Mark Gwilt
In Honor of His Dad, Ernest Gwilt about an incident
that occured during WWII
Ernest Is retired and resides in Florida
and is 91 years old
Mark, who wrote this is an assembly worker
in the Ford Wayne Plant
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