REMEMBER



Valentin Andrade
Corporal, Whiskey, 1st
Battalion 11th Marines, 1st Marine Division


Rafael Peralta


Letter to Nephew of Larry Daniels KIA on OP HASTINGs
A Brief History of the 11th Marines
WWII Colonel Ortiz/OSS in Europe
The Things They Carried
Name: Humberto Roque "Rocky" Versace


Letter to Nephew of Larry Daniels KIA on OP HASTINGs

Raymond, I arrived in Vietnam on July 13, 1966 three days after my 18th birthday and joined my our Battery (Whiskey Battery [ 4.2 inch or 107 MM mortars], 1st Battalion, 11th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division on or about July 18, 1965.  Sleep was fitful at best. I was sent from Chu Lai to Danang via helicopter and from there to Dong Ha via small aircraft called a Caribou, then a wild helicopter ride to a place near the DMZ. Operation Hastings was to all that were there, a tough time. We received fire day and night.The next three weeks after arriving there are a blur to me now. At the time it seemed that night came all to soon. The daytime seemed safer to me, it wasn't, just seemed that way. The terrain was very mountainous and lots of jungle. I had never been so tired and dirty in my life. Being fresh from the world I was used to regular meals and bathing. Marines in the bush, especially unexperienced ones get a rude awakening very fast. The men I joined in the field were the best I have ever known. I was helped and advised as much as possible and the transition to combat was made easier. I will never forget any of those men. I cannot remember most of their names now because the Battery was in a transition period, that is it
was a rotation period, men were rotating back to the states and people were leaving all the time.

There were several Marine Infantry Companys that came into our area, your uncle may have been with them, we all look the same in green uniforms with helmets low over our eyes. He could have walked by me and I would not have known.

I spoke with a member of our BootCamp Platoon 274 by the name of Whitehead. He was the one that told me of Larry's death. I was surprised to learn that it had occured on Hastings and that I had been close by. He told me that your Uncle died while charging a machinegun emplacement. Your Uncle was a tough man. During Bootcamp and Infantry training he never lagged behind, that was a source of pride for us both. His position in our squad was right in front of me and I stayed on his butt no matter how tired I was. The last time I saw Larry was right after Infantry Training at Camp Horno, Camp Pendleton, California, sometime in December 1965. Some of us had to stay in camp for an Artillery School over Christmas and everybody else went home for leave and then joined there outfits in the 1st Marine Division.

There is not much more that I can remember about Larry. He was a short man but he never backed down from a fight and Marines fight amongst themselves all the time, sometimes just for fun. Weird but true. These past 36 years since your Uncles death have been kind to me. I guess that is what makes the death of all those young men so hard at times. We have gotten to enjoy life while they lost theirs in a far off place. The anniversary of his death is close and I will go to a Grotto close to my house and light a candle for your Uncle and all the friends we lost in that War.

Please feel free to contact me if you or anyone in your family is ever in San Antonio, Texas.

Sincerely,
Valentin Andrade



Arrived RVN on or about July 13, 1966
Rotated back to the World on August 13, 1967.

I enlisted on September 2nd, 1965 at Chicago, Illinois at the age of 17. Stations were Camp LeJeune from January 1966 to about June 1966, went through Staging Battalion at Las Pulgas in June/July 1966. A big Silver Bird got me to Okinawa on my 18th birthday. A C-130 got me to Danang three days later. I joined Whiskey 1/11 in the field two days after that near the DMZ for Operation Hastings. Monsooned south of Danang near Hill 55 South. F 2/1 and Whiskey Battery were sent to Hill 187, Nui Loc Son, Que Son Province, RVN in January 1967. I left Hill 187 in late May 1967. I rotated in August 1967 to Camp LeJeune. I was sent to Marine Barracks Bangor Washington in November 1967. I stayed their as Platoon Sgt and until the end of my enlistment in September 1969. I rejoined the Corp in January 1973 and was sent to Okinawa in early 1974. I  took a medical in September 1974 and began college.



Squez, I just got home. Too much travel for an old man. I have a 39 year old wife and two sons, six and three years old. Tough on a 53 year old man. Being a Platoon Sergeant was easier. Back to Operation Union. The original company size day op was named after a Hispanic 2nd looie named Dominguez, Chavez, something like that. Tall good looking kid, well thought of by his troops. We drank beer with the remnants of Fox 2/1 in June, 1967. The impromptu party was at the 11th Marines Regiment Beer Hall, located south of Danang near Hill 55 South. The Battalion CO authorized the consumption of more than two cans of beer in their honor.

April 21, 1967, we were on the hill looking at and hearing on the company net, the battle. The company stepped off at first light and began what was to be a sweep of a ville that was suspected of NVA activity. Fifty meters from the tree line of the ville MG's and mortar fire killed or wounded many Marines. We responded by saturating the ville with 4.2 mortar fire. The Company CO was hit in the stomach once or twice but still led the company in retreat and survived. The reserve platoon was decimated at some point. I was on the OP at the hill and could see activity but too close to call arty because of the proximity of our troops. The Battery CO finally made the call and we fired on the tree line in the hopes that Marines pinned down could
move to safety. I sincerely believe that some men survived because of his call. Captain Jesse Terpstra is his name. Mustanger, good guy. Their are so many memories flooding back. What boggles my mind is that you and I crossed paths on April 21, 1967 in a far off place on a very sad day and almost 34 years later we cross paths again. I am drinking a beer but in your honor I am breaking out the single malt. Hablas espa~nol? Mas despues. Andy


I knew Martini like anyone would know another Marine from another Unit.  We lived on the same hill ( Hill 187, Nui Loc Son in the Que Son Valley)and crossed paths for almost four months, as we all did, almost 150 of us. The hill was small so we got to hear and see many squabbles. The Company Gunny, a tough old Hispanic who was a decorated Korean War Vet, Gary Martini and
another Hispanic named Martinez (not sure on his name) all seemed to have a feud going. The Gunny seemed to be on their case constantly. He would (some said intentionally) make Martini an American of Italian descent angry by calling him Martinez, a Mexican name. The Gunny would call Martinez an American of Mexican descent, Martini. Martini and Martinez did not like each other and were usually fist fighting and had fat lips, black eyes and other bruises. This went on for months. On April 21, 1967, Gary Martini showed his fellow Marines and with your help the many people that each of you knows, who he was. The heart of a true warrior, the fervor of the love for his fellow man, the compassion for wounded comrades was shown to all that could see. Gary Martini made several trips into an open Rice Paddy while under intense enemy fire to help wounded Marines and to get them under cover. He sustained mortal wounds and while Gary Martini lay dying he asked his fellow Marines not expose themselves to enemy fire by trying to save him. One last thing, the Gunny who had been on Martini's case, the one who seemed to be angry at him all the time, was also the one to recommend Gary Martini for the Medal Of Honor.

MEDAL OF HONOR

MARTINI, GARY W.*

Rank and organization: Private First Class, U.S. Marine Corps, Company F, 2d Battalion, 1st Marines, 1st Marine Division

Place and date: Binh Son, Republic of Vietnam, 21 April 1967

Entered service at: Portland, Oregon

Born: 21 September 1948, Lexington, Virginia

Citation:

     For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity at the risk of his life above and      beyond the call of duty. On 21 April 1967, during Operation UNION, elements of Company F conducting offensive operations at Binh Son, encountered a firmly entrenched enemy force and mmediately deployed to engage them. The marines in Pfc. Martini's platoon assaulted across an open rice paddy to within 20 meters of the enemy trench line where they were suddenly struck by hand grenades, intense small arms, automatic weapons, and mortar fire. The enemy onslaught killed 14 and wounded 18 marines, pinning the remainder of the platoon down behind a low paddy dike. In the face of imminent danger, Pfc. Martini immediately crawled over the dike to a forward open area within 15 meters of the enemy position where, continuously exposed to the hostile fire, he hurled hand grenades, killing several of the enemy. Crawling back through the intense fire, he rejoined his platoon which had moved to the relative safety of a trench line. From this position he observed several of his wounded comrades lying helpless in the fire-swept paddy. Although he knew that 1
man had been killed attempting to assist the wounded, Pfc. Martini raced through the open area and dragged a comrade back to a friendly position. In spite of a serious wound received during this first daring rescue, he again braved the unrelenting fury of the enemy fire to aid another
companion lying wounded only 20 meters in front of the enemy trench line. As he reached the fallen marine, he received a mortal wound, but disregarding his own condition, he began to drag the marine toward his platoon's position. Observing men from his unit attempting to leave the
security of their position to aid him, concerned only for their safety, he called to them to remain under cover, and through a final supreme effort, moved his injured comrade to where he could be pulled to safety, before he fell, succumbing to his wounds. Stout hearted and indomitable, Pfc.
Martini unhesitatingly yielded his life to save 2 of his comrades and insure the safety of the remainder of his platoon. His outstanding courage, valiant fighting spirit and selfless devotion to duty reflected the highest credit upon himself, the Marine Corps, and the U.S. Naval Service. He gallantly gave his life for his country.



Name: Humberto Roque "Rocky" Versace
Rank/Branch: O3/US Army Special Forces
Unit: Detachment A-23, 5th Special Forces Group (Intelligence Advisor, MAAG at Camau)
Date of Birth: 02 July 1937 (Honolulu HI)
Home City of Record: Norfolk VA
Loss Date: 29 October 1963
Country of Loss: South Vietnam
Loss Coordinates: 092626N 1050917E (WR170435)
Status (in 1973): Killed In Captivity
Category: 1
Acft/Vehicle/Ground: Ground
Other Personnel in Incident: James N. Rowe (escaped 1968); Daniel L. Pitzer (released 1967); At Hiep Hoa: Claude D. McClure; George E. Smith (released 1965); Issac Camacho (escaped 1965); Kenneth M. Roraback (missing).

REMARKS: POSS EXECUTED 650926 - PRG DIC LIST
 
 
 

The U.S. Army Special Forces, Vietnam (Provisional) was formed at Saigon in 1962 to advise and assist the South Vietnamese government in the organization, training, equipping and employment of the Civilian Irregular Defense Group (CIDG) forces. Total personnel strength in 1963 was 674, all but 98 of whom were TDY from 1st Special Forces Group on Okinawa and 5th and 7th Special Forces Groups at Ft. Bragg. USSF Provisonal was given complete charge of the CIDG program, formerly handled by the CIA, on July 1, 1963.

The USSF Provisional/CIDG network consisted of fortified, strategically located camps, each one with an airstrip. The area development programs soon evolved into combat operations, and by the end of October 1963, the network also had responsibility for border surveillance. Two of the Provisional/CIDG camps were at Hiep Hoa (Detachment A-21) and Tan Phu (Detachment A-23), Republic of Vietnam. Their isolated locations, in the midst of known heavy enemy presence, made the camps vulnerable to attack.

On October 29, 1963, CPT "Rocky" Versace, 1LT "Nick" Rowe, and SGT Daniel Pitzer were accompanying a CIDG company on an operation along a canal. The team left the camp at Tan Phu for the village of Le Coeur to roust a small enemy unit that was establishing a command post there. When they reached the village, they found the enemy gone, and pursued them, falling into an ambush at about 1000 hours. The fighting continued until 1800 hours, when reinforcements were sent in to relieve the company. During the fight, Versace, Pitzer and Rowe were all captured. The three captives were photographed together in a staged setting in the U Minh forest in their early days of captivity.

The camp at Hiep Hoa was located in the Plain of Reeds between Saigon and the Cambodian border. In late October 1963, several Viet Cong surrendered at the camp, claiming they wished to defect. Nearly a month later, on November 24, Hiep Hoa was overrun by an estimated 400-500 Viet Cong just after midnight. Viet Cong sympathizers in the camp had killed the guards and manned a machine gun position at the beginning of the attack. The Viet Cong climbed the camp walls and shouted in Vietnamese, "Don't shoot! All we want is the Americans and the weapons!" 1LT John Colbe, the executive officer, evaded capture. CPT Doug Horne, the Detachment commander, had left earlier with a 36 man Special Forces/CIDG force. The Viet Cong captured four of the Americans there. It was the first Special Forces camp to be overrun in the Vietnam War.

Those captured at Hiep Hoa were SFC Issac "Ike" Camacho, SFC Kenneth M. Roraback (the radio operator), SGT George E. "Smitty" Smith and SP5 Claude D. McClure. Their early days of captivity were spent in the Plain of Reeds, southwest of Hiep Hoa, and they were later held in the U Minh forest. "Ike" Camacho continually looked for a way to escape. In July 1965, he was successful. His and Smith's chains had been removed for use on two new American prisoners, and in the cover of a violent night storm, Camacho escaped and made his way to the village of Minh Thanh. He was the first American serviceman to escape from the Viet Cong in the Second Indochina War. McClure and Smith were released from Cambodia in November 1965.

Rocky Versace had been torn between the Army and the priesthood. When he won an appointment to West Point, he decided God wanted him to be a soldier. He was to enter Maryknoll (an order of Missionaries), as a candidate for the priesthood, when he left Vietnam. It was evident from the beginning that Versace, who spoke fluent French and Vietnamese, was going to be a problem for the Viet Cong. Although Versace was known to love the Vietnamese people, he could not accept the Viet Cong philosophy of revolution, and spent long hours assailing their viewpoints. His captors eventually isolated him to attempt to break him.

Rowe and Pitzer saw Rocky at interludes during their first months of captivity, and saw that he had not broken. Indeed, although he became very thin, he still attempted to escape. By January 1965, Versace's steel-grey hair had turned completely white. He was an inspiration to them both. Rowe wrote:

...The Alien force, applied with hate, could not break him, failed to bend him; Though solitary imprisonment gave him no friends, he drew upon his inner self to create a force so strong that those who sought to destroy his will, met an army his to command....

On Sunday, September 26, 1965, "Liberation Radio" announced the execution of Rocky Versace and Kenneth Roraback in retaliation for the deaths of 3 terrorists in Da Nang. A later news article stated that the executions were faked, but the Army did not reopen an investigaton. In the late 1970's information regarding this "execution" became classified, and is no longer part of public record.

Sgt. Pitzer was released from Cambodia November 11, 1967. 1LT Nick Rowe was scheduled to be executed in late December 1968. His captors had had enough of him - his refusal to accept the communist ideology and his continued escape attempts. While away from the camp in the U Minh forest, Rowe took advantage of a sudden flight of American helicopters, struck down his guards, and ran into a clearing where the helicopters noticed him and rescued him, still clad in black prisoner pajamas. He had been promoted to major during his five years of captivity.

Rowe remained in the Army, and shared his survival techniques in Special Forces classes. In 1987, LTC Rowe was assigned to the Philippines, where he assisted in training anti-communists. On April 21, 1989, a machine gun sniper attacked Rowe in his car, killing him instantly.

Of the seven U.S. Army Special Forces personnel captured at Hiep Hoa and Tan Phu, the fates of only Versace and Roraback remain unknown. The execution was never fully documented; it is not known with certainty that these two men died. Although the Vietnamese claim credit for their deaths, they did not return their remains. From the accounts of those who knew them, if these men were not executed, they are still fighting for their country.



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