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the ramp boat from Kukum?
That much Pickering already knew. When the Navy sailed away from Guadal-
canal, they did so in such haste that a number of the landing boats normally carried
aboard the transports were left behind. Before the Naval bombardment, there had
been a small village called Kukum. The village was almost totally destroyed, but
it remained a good spot for keeping the boats the Navy left behind. So Vandergrift
formed there an ad hoc unit, The Lunga Boat Pool, made up of the boats and
their mixed Navy and Coast Guard crews.
That was about eighteen hundred? Pickering pried gently. He knew what time
Goettge left.
Fucking around with one thing and another, including taking his own combat corres-
pondent with him, Goettge s ramp boat left at least two hours too late to do any good once
he got where they were headed.
That s about all we know, Sergeant, Pickering said, gently. Could you fill me
in from there?
Well, it was dark when we got there, Sir.
You mean at the Matanikau River?
Pickering knew that too. Following First Sergeant Custer s original plan at least
that far, Goettge had told him he planned to go ashore about two hundred yards
west of the mouth of the Matanikau.
Yes, Sir. That s probably why we ran aground. It was dark and we couldn t
see.
Where did you run aground?
About fifty yards offshore, Colonel, Sergeant Sellers said. Pickering did not
correct him. The& watchacallem? The guy who runs the boat?
The coxswain, Pickering furnished.
The coxswain said it was a sandbar.
What happened then?
Some of the guys went over the sides and tried to rock it free, but when that
didn t work, we all went into the water and waded ashore.
What happened to the ramp boat?
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A couple of guys stayed behind and kept rocking it. I guess they finally got it
loose. We could hear it after a while; we couldn t see it, it was too dark. We could
hear it going away.
So there you were on the beach?
So they talked it over.
They ?
Colonel Goettge and the officers, Sellers said. I was there with them.
And?
They decided it was too late, too dark, too, to do anything. Except find some
place to spend the night. And then go on patrol in the morning. So Colonel Goettge
and Sergeant Custer started walking toward the coconut trees&
What coconut trees?
There was a grove of coconut trees. It was dark on the ground, Colonel, but we
could see the tops of the trees& You know what I mean?
Yes, I think so. Then what happened?
That s when the Japs started shooting, Sellers said, very quietly, barely audibly.
Was anyone hit?
Colonel Goettge. He got it first. Then Sergeant Custer, Sellers said. They went
down right away. Christ! Then the Doc ran out to help them&
That would be Captain Pratt, the surgeon?
I think that was his name, Sellers said. And then Sergeant Caltrider shot the
Jap.
What Jap was that?
The one we brought with us. The Jap warrant officer.
Sergeant Caltrider shot him?
Blew the cocksucker s head off, Sellers said. The bastard led us into a trap.
That s what it was, a trap. He deserved it, the cocksucker.
Was Colonel Goettge badly wounded?
Killed. Had half of his face shot away. Sergeant Custer, too. He was hit four,
five times. Killed him right away.
And Doctor Pratt?
Him, too.
And what were the rest of you doing?
One of the guys ran back in the water and fired his rifle, to get the ramp boat
to come back. The rest of us just laid there. Jesus, there was no place to get out of
the line of fire. It was like they were waiting for us, knew where we would be, and
when we got where they wanted us, they opened up with everything they had.
Did the boat come back?
No, Sir. Either he didn t know we wanted him to, or he could see what was
going on and figured we were all dead.
Then what?
We just laid there. Christ, we couldn t even see where they were to shoot back
at them. I mean, we knew where they were, but we couldn t see them.
But they knew where you were?
The only reason I m alive is because of the way the beach sloped. There was
just enough sand to hide behind.
Where was Captain Ringer? Did you see him?
Ringer was the S-2 of the 5th Marines. In Pickering s judgment, if any staff Intel-
ligence officer should have gone out on this patrol and he didn t think any should
have it should have been under the command of an infantry platoon leader. It
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should have been Ringer. And now he thought, unkindly, that since Goettge had
insisted on going himself, Ringer should have stayed behind.
Yes, Sir. He sort of took over after the colonel was killed. Him and Lieutenant
Cory.
What were they doing at this time?
Well, the first thing he did was send a corporal down the beach for help. And
then, I guess it was about an hour later, Sergeant Arndt volunteered to swim back
for help. I went with him.
You swam back?
Yes, Sir. We ran into a Jap I think he was as lost as we were and Arndt killed
him. And then we found a boat and paddled most of the way back.
Most of the way?
Sergeant Arndt thought we would probably get shot by our own guys, so we
paddled out to one of the landing boats we knew was anchored off shore, and then
we got them to start it up and take us in.
Where is Sergeant Arndt now?
They took him to the 5th Marines Command Post, Sir.
I was there, Flem, Jake Dillon said. I thought you had better hear this, so I
brought him here.
Yeah, Pickering said.
He looked at Sergeant Sellers.
Is that about it, Sergeant? Is there anything else?
Sellers met his eyes but didn t speak for a moment.
Sir, as we were swimming away, he said finally, hollow voiced, we could
make out& the Japs came out of the boondocks, Sir, from the coconut trees and the
other side of them. They& They went after the people on the beach, Sir. Not only
with rifles and pistols. I mean, they were using swords. We could see the swords,
reflections from them, I mean. And we could hear our guys screaming.
From a remote portion of his brain, dimmed by more than two decades, and in-
tentionally hidden on top of that, Pickering s memory brought forth the sound of
the screams men made when their bodies were violated by sharpened steel. Some
of the Marines at Belleau Wood, Corporal Fleming Pickering among them, had
armed themselves with intrenching shovels. They sharpened the sides with
sharpening stones. These had been more effective than the issue bayonets and
trench knives.
Sergeant, Pickering said after a moment, I m going to leave you here for a
while. Lie down on my bed. Help yourself to some of the whiskey, if you want.
But I think that some other officers will want to talk to you, so go easy with the
whiskey.
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