[Congressional Record Volume 151, Number 61 (Wednesday, May 11, 2005)]
[House]
[Pages H3169-H3170]
From the Congressional Record Online through the Government Publishing Office [www.gpo.gov]
HONORING JAMES McCLAMMY
The SPEAKER pro tempore. Under a previous order of the House, the
gentleman from Texas (Mr. Poe) is recognized for 5 minutes.
Mr. POE. Mr. Speaker, I rise today to salute an almost 80-year-old
veteran from my southeast Texas district. A dedicated American, a
charter member of the greatest generation, Private James McClammy this
weekend finally received the honors due him after 60 years.
A bit of history is in order, Mr. Speaker. Private McClammy was born
in Canton, Mississippi, in the mid-1920s. James McClammy grew up during
the Great Depression. Times were tight, tough and hard.
Mr. Speaker, he was a depression baby, as he calls himself. His
family moved to Poke County, Texas, just outside of Livingston. That is
in the Piney Woods of deep east Texas. He was the son of a State
highway worker. And although he lived in a peaceful country atmosphere,
the world would soon be at war again.
This teenager would be like thousands of other Americans; he, too,
would go off to war. With the outbreak of World War II, Mr. McClammy
was drafted right out of high school. A strapping 18-year-old, he has
answered that call with abiding courage. He began his basic training in
the Lone Star State at Fort Sam in San Antonio and then in Camp
Walters, Texas.
It is interesting to note, Mr. Speaker, that my dad about the same
time was going through basic training at Camp Walters, Texas, and he,
too, served in the great World War II in Europe.
At any event, Private McClammy later was sent to Fort Benning,
Georgia, for jump school to complete airborne training. Following the
D-Day landings, Private McClammy was assigned to the 501st Parachute
Infantry Regiment, 101st Airborne Division's Easy Company and was
deployed to Holland.
Having been a member of the famous Screaming Eagles for less than 4
months, this young private was about to experience a day he would never
forget. It was Sunday the 17th, Mr. Speaker, a perfect Sunday in
September of 1944. Private McClammy was one of more than 30,000
Americans and allied paratroopers involved in Operation Market Garden.
They were charged with the important yet extremely perilous mission of
descending into German-occupied Holland. Their objective was to secure
the bridges across this occupied country's rivers so the allied forces
could avoid the German defense line, the Siegfried line.
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One of these bridges was referred to in the military history as a
Bridge Too Far. The 101st traveled swiftly northwards and into the
lowlands of Germany. If their valiant jump attempts were successful,
many believed the war could be over by Christmas, but this was not to
be.
Private McClammy recalls the morning of the daylight jumps. He says,
``My memory is not as good as it used to be, but it was a beautiful day
and there was no enemy fire. Our goal was to capture and hold a bridge,
a railroad bridge in Veghel, Holland, to prevent the German Army from
seizing and destroying it. While the Germans were initially caught off
guard by the airborne landings, they were by no stretch of the
imagination defeated.''
The jump into Holland was unlike any of Private McClammy's other
jumps because there was no swinging around after his chute opened.
Because they were so close, they jumped and almost immediately hit the
ground. During the mission, Private McClammy's personal duties were
clear: move forward, capture the bridge.
The Screaming Eagles 501st Regiment was led by Colonel Howard
Johnson. With all of but one of his battalions descending as planned
into the drop zone near Veghel, Colonel Johnson's men, including
Private McClammy, marched steadfastly into the city where they
successfully completed their mission and held and followed their
orders: hold until relieved.
He says, ``We held the bridge and then got relieved by another unit.
It wasn't until later in the day that the enemy fire started.'' While
he completed that day's work unscathed, the next week he was not as
fortunate. On September 23, the Germans started shelling and they
continued to shell.
Amidst an artillery barrage, a nearby shell explosion sent shrapnel
flying into Private McClammy's hip. He was the sole survivor because
three of his teenage friends, other members of the 101st, were killed
in that attack. He was trapped for several days, and finally evacuated
to a field hospital in Belgium where they operated on him.
He was then flown to a facility in England where he spent the
remainder of September until early December recovering from his wound.
At that point, he traveled on a crowded ship back to the United States
where he boarded a train from South Carolina to Texas that stopped at
various cities in the southern United States to drop off wounded
veterans.
Private McClammy was discharged after the war and, like many of his
band of brothers, never learned he had earned the Bronze Star for his
action in World War II. It was only recently that a friend and fellow
soldier from the Easy Company, Willie Ray Fox, brought this to his
attention.
Mr. McClammy tried for 2 years to get his medal without success. In
March, he contacted my Jefferson County office, and he was awarded
those medals last week.
Mr. Speaker, I want to thank the military and members of my office
for
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helping to find him those medals, and they were, Mr. Speaker, the World
War II Victory Medal, the Combat Infantry Badge 1st Award, the
Honorable Services Lapel Button, the World War II Parachutist Badge,
the Purple Heart, and the Bronze Star.
We thank Private McClammy for his service. We thank him for being a
good American. We thank him for his service.
As Shakespeare wrote many years ago about the band of brothers:
``From this day to the ending of the world, but we in it shall be
remembered--We few, we happy few, we band of brothers.''
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