The Aleutians
The Lands of 50 mph Fog
The Fourth Infantry Comes to the Rescue
“The Fourth Infantry Comes to the Rescue
By Pfc Charlie E. Harris
Company C
4th Intantry Regiment
We were on the Isle of Adak one summer day
The Seventh called for help, and they took us away
We boarded a boat, and sailed the blue
For an Island known as Attu.
The Japs were here, and very much alive
The Seventh was glad to see us arrive
For five days they had struggled desperately
To drive the Japs back from the sea.
And they had fought them round and round
and had failed to gain but little ground
Here in the valley dug in deep,
couldn't take the hills, too damn steep.
We looked at the mountains capped with snow
and listened to the Seventh's tales of woe
To us they didn't look so very big
For we were hardened with fatigue.
The 32nd was exhausted from lack of sleep
Were wet and cold, and had frozen feet.
We said, boys move to the rear and have no fear
the 4th will take it on from here.
To get at the Japs we could not wait
They said when we were through we'd go to the States
The 32nd said they too would go
They had to get back to the U.S.O.
So with that in mind, we started to fight
we battled them desperately day and night.
Though many of our buddies by the wayside fell
we busted the Jap lines all to hell.
The weather was bad, it snowed and hailed
but we took ground, where the 32nd failed.
They'd say to us "Get that machine gun nest"
so we can move up and get some rest.
We'd moved up and take the place
then for our foxholes they would madly race.
They would say "That's fine,
now move up and establish another new line!"
We didn't mind that so bad
them taking all the credit is what makes us mad.
Though tired and sick we were from lack of rest
To whip the Japs we did our best.
Over rock hills covered with snow
we took places they didn't think we'd go.
Though many days of freezing cold
we had at last reached our goal.
The battle was over, we had won
We'd killed every Jap son-of-a-gun.
Now on the way down we remembered well
they said we'd go to the States, sure as hell.
But now it is over, our job is through
They leave us here to rot, on Attu.
And now the Japs are dead in their grave
the 32nd talks mighty brave.
but for all we care, they can have the glory of the strife
What we want is some U.S.O. life!
but all we can do is sit in silent bliss
and listen to each other piss
O God before we're called before the Pearly Gates
Please take us back to the United States!
Editors Note: Jon Thackerson provided these poems
written by his uncle, Pfc. Charlie E. Harris (along with his
photo) who participated in the invasion of Attu as part of
the 4th Infantry Reg., Co C. Charlie had lived in Cisco, Texas
until his death on the 19th of January, 1977. Charlie
received the following awards: American Theater Ribbon, A-
P Theater Ribbon with 1 Bronze Star, Good Conduct Medal,
AR 600-68 World War II Victory Medal. We thank Jon for
providing this poem. It definitely seems to be from the
heart, and reflect the attitudes held by the American G.I.s
during those times.
Click HERE for more information about the 4th Infantry
Regiment
*** Additional Info ***
Captain Willoughby and 244 men of his Scout Battalion
landed on Attu's northern Beach Scarlet (Austin Cove) on
the 11th of May, 1943 at approximately 0300hrs, with Capt.
James Austin right behind him with an additional 165 men
of the 7th Cavalry Recon Troop, The 7th Division's Northern
Force (including the 32nd), landed on Attu's Red Beach
(located just to the north of Holtz Bay on the northeastern
side of Attu) by mid-afternoon on the 11th of May. The
Southern Force, landing at Massacre Bay, began their
efforts at 15:30hrs on the afternoon of the 11th of May.
Frozen feet, lack of sleep, food and long, bitter fighting had
taken its toll on the American forces. After long and
arduous fighting, The Japanese forces retreated to
Chichagof Harbor by Tuesday, May 18th, 1943, The
American forces finally encircled the Japanese defending
the ridges surrounding Chichagof Harbor, with bitter
fighting holding each side at a standstill around a 2000 foot
high mountain named Point Able. General Buckner's 4th
Infantry Regiment, held in reserve for three weeks aboard
ship, finally landed ten days after the initial invasion on
Thursday, May 20, 1943, with the battle for Able Point still
raging. Barely able to walk due to their shipboard
confinement for such a long period, the 4th marched at a
snail's pace to join in the battle. At Point Able, nothing had
moved for three days. Finally, the 4th managed a move
northwest in a pincer movement and began to make
headway against the heavy Japanese opposition led by
Lieutenant Honna. In the evening of the 21st, Company E of
the 32nd Infantry, in a final charge up the slopes of Point
Able, shot Lieutenant Honna. The 2nd Company, 303rd
Japanese Infantry Battalion, was wiped out to the last man.
Many folks who've read the above poem have been upset
with the content and the implications. Now you know the
history. It was a joint effort by all American units that led to
the final victory on Attu. Additional information from Nick
Moreska: I think, maybe, the engineers who repelled the
banzai attack, should get some credit. The last day. On the
point of victory, the Americans had come frighteningly
close to losing everything they had gained in three weeks of
ferocious, bloody fighting. Only the precarious line of the
50th Engineers, desperate but steadied by discipline, had
kept Yamasaki's banzai charge from reaching the all-
important artillery. But the Engineers had held. It was over.
Note: The Engineers, Medical, Headquarters personnel were
noncombatants. The above was taken from the 1000 mile
war ---29th day. As you and I know ---credit (for the victory)
cannot be given to any one person or group. Nick Moreska.
Updated: 4/30/2022 09:19