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Saturday, April 24, 2004
COLUMN: Bill Nemitz
133rd embraces hero as one of its own
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MOSUL, Iraq - He walked slowly into the small room just off the entrance to the small hospital at Camp Diamondback, his face and left hand covered with burns, his lower right arm buried beneath a mound of gauze. "Hey, sir, how you doin'?" Lt. Matthew Delk said in his deep southern accent as Maj. Dwaine Drummond, executive officer of the Maine Army National Guard's 133rd Engineer Battalion, stepped forward to greet him. "I'm fine," Drummond said softly, taking Delk's left hand. "How are you?" "I'm doin' great," Delk said. "I'm doin' great." He isn't, of course. It will be months before Delk fully recovers from the injuries he suffered Tuesday when the Humvee in which he and two Maine soldiers were riding was blown 75 feet sideways by a roadside bomb in western Mosul. But this is the military, where some days it's good enough just to be alive. And where acts of heroism under enemy fire do not go unnoticed. Friday morning, as a light drizzle turned Mosul's dust into a sticky quagmire, a small contingent piled into a pair of Humvees and made the five-minute trip down the hill from Camp Marez to the hospital at Camp Diamondback. Their official mission: To formally present Delk, a member of South Carolina's 268th Engineer Firefighters Detachment assigned to the 133rd, with a Purple Heart for the wounds he sustained during Tuesday's ambush by anti-American insurgents. Their unofficial mission: To thank him for risking his life to save a mortally wounded Spc. Christopher Gelineau of Portland and for saving Spc. Craig Ardry of Pittsfield, who is now recovering from his own burns and other injuries at a military hospital in Germany. And to embrace Delk as one of their own. While Drummond read the citation in a loud voice, Lt. Col. John Jansen, commander of the 133rd, pinned the medal on Delk's blue hospital pajamas, speaking the whole time in hushed words meant only for the young lieutenant from Roanoke Rapids, N.C. When Jansen finished, Delk nodded his thanks and, with tears in his eyes, placed his left hand on Jansen's shoulder. Stepping back, he then lifted his bandaged right hand to his forehead in painful salute. Then he spoke. "Everybody there did tremendous things," said Delk, who commanded the convoy of 12 soldiers ‚ six from Maine, three from New York and three from South Carolina. "And I'm really sad and sorry that we lost a wonderful soldier. My prayers are with his family and with him." Jansen quietly assured Delk that he did everything he could, that Gelineau's wounds were too severe for anyone to save him. Delk, flanked by his two somber comrades from the 268th ‚ Sgt. Dave Sandy and Sgt. Charles Boone ‚ looked down and nodded. And for a few moments, he was back there. "I don't know how I got out onto the street," he said, staring at the floor. "I still don't know." But he does know that he somehow got Gelineau and Ardry away from the burning Humvee. And that when he picked up his M-16 with burned hands to return the insurgents' small arms fire, the hand guard of his weapon had been blown off by the explosion. He fired it anyway. "It's a pleasure to have you as part of our family," Jansen said, now in a voice loud enough for all to hear. "And it's a personal privilege to know you." Finally, one by one, Delk's visitors stepped forward and embraced him: Jansen, Drummond, Chaplain David Sivret, Spc. Ryan Estes, Spc. Ryan Chapman and 1st Lt. Christopher Elgee, who took Delk's calls for help over the 133rd's radio. "I'm sorry I called you all those names, man," Delk told Elgee. "Don't worry about it," Elgee replied with a smile. Last in line stood Sgt. Carrie Fletcher. She approached Delk, held out her hand and said, "I'm Sgt. Fletcher and I spoke with Spc. Ardry's wife ... and she asked me to thank you for her." And with that, Fletcher gently hugged the young man with the Purple Heart on his pajamas. Mission accomplished. Promise fulfilled.
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