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The true story of the legendary soldier who performed more POW raids than any other American in history.

He went into battle as a boy. And on one of the most daring missions of World War II, he became a man— and the perfect soldier for America's next wars...

Galen Charles Kittleson was slight, modest, and born to wage war. The son of an Iowa farmer, Kittleson volunteered in 1943 and caught the eye of his commanders. By 1945, PFC Kittleson was ...

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Overview

The true story of the legendary soldier who performed more POW raids than any other American in history.

He went into battle as a boy. And on one of the most daring missions of World War II, he became a man— and the perfect soldier for America's next wars...

Galen Charles Kittleson was slight, modest, and born to wage war. The son of an Iowa farmer, Kittleson volunteered in 1943 and caught the eye of his commanders. By 1945, PFC Kittleson was selected for the Army's smallest elite unit, the Alamo Scouts. While U.S. forces were pushing back the Japanese in the Pacific, the Alamo scouts unleashed legendary raids deep behind enemy lines, including the liberation of over 500 starved, beaten prisoners of the Bataan Death March in the Philippines. For Kittleson, a career as a raider had just begun...

Charles W. Sasser chronicles the remarkable journey that was Kit Kittleson's courageous life in the service of his country. Now a veteran after first going to war as a boy twenty-five years ago, Kittleson volunteered for one last mission— the most extraordinary and daring POW raid ever attempted by secret American Special Forces in Vietnam...

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Editorial Reviews

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"Containing some of the best writing in the field...provides an electrifying glimpse into the dangerous life of a chopper pilot in Vietnam."—W.E.B. Griffin, Bestselling Author of the Corps Series on Taking Fire

"A gripping combat memoir . . . honest and exciting . . . a rousing tale, full of sharp detail and told in the harsh language of soldiers baptized in fire."— Kirkus Review

"Everybody who survived ground combat in Vietnam had his life saved at one time or another by helicopter crews. We were in awe of them. You will be too after reading Taking Fire." - Jim Morris, author of War Story and The Devil's Secret Name

"An honest and exciting narrative of the stress of war." - Library Journal

"[Sasser and Alexander] succeed quite well in evoking the Vietnam War from the point of view of a helicopter pilot who served bravely and with distinction." - Publishers Weekly

KLIATT
This book will appeal to YAs who are considering the military as a career, students of war, and fans of true-life adventure. The writing flows smoothly (readability checks indicate a fairly constant eighth-grade level). Be warned: there are some historically questionable statements and at least one glaring error, in reference to where the Japanese landed in the Philippines on December 8, 1941. If readers overlook these glitches, they will find the adventures of Sergeant Major Galen Kittleson to be exciting reading. He holds the distinction of being on more raids to free POWs than any other soldier in US history. The book is divided into two parts. In Part I Sasser begins with Galen Kittleson's background as an Iowa farm boy. He follows "Kit" Kittleson's military pathway that eventually led to membership into the famed Alamo Scouts. The author reports on his combat experiences, including participation in two POW rescue missions. The more well known of these raids is the 1945 liberation of 500 starving survivors of the Bataan Death March. They had been held in the Cabanatuan POW camp in the Philippine Islands since 1942. The author provides background information on the need for the mission and its impact on the Philippine people. Part II picks up 20 years later. Now Kittleson is referred to as "Pappy." Again, he went on rescue missions to free POWs, the most notable being the raid on Son Tey. Although no prisoners were freed, the raid raised the morale of American POWs and forced the North Vietnamese to move all their prisoners at the "Hanoi Hilton." Photographs personalize the story but there are no maps or diagrams. Although the editing might be a little shaky, the story is a good one.KLIATT Codes: SA—Recommended for senior high school students, advanced students, and adults. 2002, St. Martin's, 319p. illus., Boyd
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780312360658
  • Publisher: St. Martin's Press
  • Publication date: 11/28/2006
  • Edition description: First Edition
  • Edition number: 1
  • Pages: 336
  • Sales rank: 686,425
  • Product dimensions: 5.50 (w) x 8.50 (h) x 0.76 (d)

Meet the Author

Charles W. Sasser is a decorated Vietnam veteran and Green Beret, as well as one of today's most respected military and true crime writers. He has authored more than a dozen books, including Taking Fire and One Shot, One Kill.

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Chapter One

There was no moon at the moment, but there would be one later. It would be red and menacing like the Japanese Rising Sun, and it would ride low on the watery horizon of the wartime Pacific, building a bloody shimmering boulevard across the sea to the two PT boats whose navy crews would await the outcome of the raid. Aboard the PT boats in the near-total pre-moon darkness, two teams of 6th Army Alamo Scouts—thirteen elite soldiers—prepared to slip over the PT gunnels into a pair of rubber boats. Dark-skinned native New Guinea guides in khaki shorts lay on their bellies, one guide on each patrol boat, and attempted to steady the rubber craft that bounced alongside on a roughening sea. Dutch Coastwatcher Louie Rapmund, a skinny sunburned man wearing an Aussie hat with one side of the brim turned up, stepped back and braced himself against the PT cockpit. He rebelled against being among the first into the unsteady rubber boats.

"Mate, I never been much at riding bucking brumbies," he whispered to the dark shadow of the Scout next to him.

"You get used to it," the Scout replied.

"Like a toothache?" the Dutchman said.

There was no further conversation. Rapmund stayed out of the way of the Scouts' preparations and watched. He accompanied the raiding party only because he spoke the local native lingo and because it was to him the native had come after escaping from the Japanese. The man told of how a former Dutch governor, his family, and their Japanese workers—sixty-six men, women, and children in all—were being held by the Japs at slave labor in the village of Maori on Cape Oransbari in the Vogelkop area of northwestern New Guinea.

General Douglas MacArthur's headlong rush of island-hopping to retake New Guinea and keep his promise to return to the Philippines had resulted in isolating more than 200,000 Japanese troops in pockets of resistance throughout northern New Guinea. Within these pockets, Japanese soldiers retained "prisoners of war," most of whom were Melanesian, Dutch, and Australian planters and their families—forced labor for the Emperor's army.

"We have a good chance to rescue at least one batch of them," Lieutenant Bill Nellist had explained in a pre-mission briefing to his Scout team six days earlier at the Navy PT boat base on Woendi Island.

Nellist bent over a map of the Vogelkop, his tall figure resembling a stork's intent on pouncing on a fish. A kerosene lamp burned on a map table, around which gathered the other six members of the team. Their shadows loomed on the tent walls.

"This is Maori," he said, jabbing a finger at the map. "PT boats will insert our team and Rounsaville Team on Cape Oransbari about three miles from the village. Guides will take us there through the jungle. We expect about thirty Japs at the village. But, fellas, there's a Jap garrison about twenty miles away with two thousand other heavily-armed Nip troops. We can't afford to screw up. We have to get in fast, kick ass, and get out of there with the prisoners."

It was 28 September 1944. The Nellist and Rounsaville Teams had graduated from 6th Army's Alamo Scouts on 6 September. For the past three weeks, Scout operations officers like John M. "Jack" Dove had used the new teams sparingly to break them in—overnighters reconnoitering areas of light occupation by the Japanese, quick missions to contact Coastwatchers or to question natives. The fledgling Scouts chafed at the bit, eager to stretch their legs and run. They had been trained and trained hard to infiltrate and operate behind enemy lines in small six- and seven-man guerrilla elements: reconnoitering Jap installations; blowing up barges and truck convoys; sabotaging enemy movements; training natives to spy, sabotage, and raise hell with the Nips. They were ready to get on with their part of the war.

Jack Dove was a husky six-foot two-hundred-pounder from Hollywood, California. Handsome enough to be a movie star—say, a John Wayne type—he flashed a constant boy-next-door grin. "You'll all get your chance to fight the Japs," he reassured the new Scouts.

The Oransbari raid promised to test the Nellist and Rounsaville Teams. It was their first real mission.

"We're going to lose our virginity," hooted Willie Wismer.

"You are too ugly to lose yours," big Gilbert Cox hooted back.

Twice before during the past four nights the raiders had attempted landings. The first time a sudden squall prevented the teams from departing Woendi. On the second attempt, one of the PT boats tasked with transporting the raiders struck a floating palm and twisted its screws.

Tonight, however, looked to be a "go."

The PT boats' big Packard engines idled almost without noise, their exhausts underwater and therefore muffled. The boats were grungy, battle-scarred, rat-ridden, cockroach-infested 80-footers with high prows, each armed with four torpedo tubes, a .50-caliber mounted machine gun and an antiaircraft gun. Waves pounded and sucked against the plyboard hulls. Wave action tossed each rubber boat high and against its mother ship with a slithering sound.

Private First Class Galen Kittleson knelt on the deck of his PT and reeled in the rubber raft by its painter. For Christ's sake, where is it? It was that dark. He flopped out on his belly next to the native guide and reached over the side to find the raft. He felt wet rubber and made out the little boat's outline.

No more hesitation. He grabbed his .45 Thompson submachine gun and sprang with it into the rubber boat. Waves bounced it up to receive him. He sprawled backwards, but sponged to his feet and steadied the boat against the PT for the others to board.

"Move it!" hissed team leader Lieutenant Nellist. The five other soldiers of Nellist Team—Tech Five Willie Wismer, Corporal Andy Smith, Staff Sergeant Tommie Siason, Private First Class Gilbert Cox, Private First Class Sabas Asis—pounced in with Kittleson, using his body to steady themselves while they found positions. The native guide nimbly piled in on top, while Rapmund the Coastwatcher would have gone overboard had Nellist not grabbed his battle harness. Big Gilbert Cox took over and wedged the Dutchman between Asis and Wismer at the bow. Lieutenant Nellist and a private named Hill were the last aboard. Hill and Jack Dove in the other boat would return the rubber rafts to the patrol boats.

By this time Rounsaville Team had loaded its rubber raft. Kittleson grabbed a paddle and pushed off from the PT boat. It disappeared almost instantly into the darkness. The two rafts bobbed low in the water, rising and falling together, their occupants paddling almost side by side to maintain contact.

Kittleson peered ahead into the South Pacific night. He either saw the darkened inkline of land dead ahead or it was his imagination. He dipped his paddle deep and threw his shoulders into the resistance. The Tommy gun rested across his thighs, always within reach.

Kittleson was a diminutive soldier, barely five-four on a tall day. At nineteen years old, he was the youngest fighter in the elite Alamo Scouts. Despite his age and size, however, the farmer kid from the Iowa cornbelt had already won a Silver Star for Valor by single-handedly knocking out a Jap machine gun on Noemfoor.

The kid had volunteered for the army and had volunteered for the paratroops. Now, in volunteering for the Alamo Scouts, he had volunteered for the most hazardous missions the army could throw at him in the fight against the Japs. Before, while he was in action with the 503d Parachute Regiment, U.S. 6th Army, the other GIs treated him almost as a good luck amulet. "Kit" Kittleson, they said, only half jokingly, lived a charmed life, and that charm protected his buddies.

Kittleson knew better. It wasn't charm; it was faith. His was a simple and direct faith. On the PT boat en route, he had bowed his head and silently asked the protection of God for himself, the other raiders, and the prisoners they were attempting to rescue.

And now he was ready. Ahead, breakers shallowed into shimmering white foam, creating an eerie phosphorescent effect in the black night. The rafts together shot into a small protected cove. Their bottoms scraped on coral. Looking like a child's stick figure, Nellist sprang from the boat into the surf. The others followed. The hulking figure of Gilbert Cox slapped Kittleson on the butt as the team waded quickly ashore.

Even the night birds went silent for the landing. The beach was only about a yard wide, one step between the saltwater and the beginning of tropical rain forest. A black wall. Kit dropped to one knee with Cox at arm's reach on one side and Asis on the other; he was damp from the ocean spray. No one spoke, not even a whisper. Voices carried long distances at night. Even sweating when you were behind enemy lines seemed deafening. It was up to Rapmund and the natives to find the footpath.

Kit asked God to have mercy on the souls of those who must die tonight.

Copyright © 2002 by Charles W. Sasser. All rights reserved.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 28, 2003

    Incredible

    This ranks up with Ghost Soldiers, Ambrose, and Foot Soldier. You can't get out once you start reading, reserve hours to read it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 5, 2002

    Awesome book!

    This is one of the best war books I have ever read!! Interesting, exciting, and true!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 17, 2014

    Very well written, check it out.

    I found the book riveting. Hard to put down. It's the first time I used a NOOK, so I had two great experiences in one.

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  • Posted September 23, 2010

    Real Life Hero: Action Behind Enemy Lines!

    Galen Charles Kittleson, better known as Kit Kittleson in WWII and Pappy in Vietnam, PFC Kittleson served as special ops in the military saving POWs and surviving life in the army. Kittleson saved 500 abused and starved prisoners from the Bataan Death March in the Philippines, as well as participating in three other POW raid attempts behind enemy lines. Charles W. Sasser puts you in Kittlesons life subtly inserting facts in a wonderfully illustrated story so that the details did not become a list of events in his life but a story in which you felt you were there living Kittlesons life. A gentle reminder of the deaths and horror of war reminds the reader that Kittlesons life was not easy or fun, but one involving determination, will power, and risks for something he cared about; lives of the POWs. Sensory details and vocabulary properly lace a tapestry of detail in the horror of the conditions in prisoner of war camps, and the emotion Kittleson and the freed prisoners felt. Interested in a read about passions in war or life of a hero Raider has got to be the most enthralling and incarcerating non-fiction book I have read and would definitely say it is worth the time to read if you want to expand your knowledge of special ops diaries or want to find a real life hero.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 21, 2007

    Pappy of the Pacific

    This book is the true story of a man named Galen Charles Kittleson and his amazing story though two wars in the pacific. He was both a member of the elite Alamo Scouts during World War II and the Special Forces during the Vietnam War. First known as ¿Kit¿ during his WWII days when he was a young man and later a ¿Pappy¿ when he was a crusty old veteran during Vietnam. Galen was born during the great depression in Iowa and joined the army in 1943. He later joined the Airborne Rangers and was assigned to the 503d Parachute Regiment and later joined the Alamo Scouts. He conducted two raids during WWII. One to free a Dutch family and local tribesmen from a Japanese labor camp and later he participated in a raid to free over 500 prisoners from the Bataan Death March. Later during Vietnam as a part of the Special Forces he attempted a raid to free a single survivor and later he was part of a major operation to free 55 P.O.Ws. Though both the attempted raids during Vietnam were failures this is still a story of an amazing man that had done everything he could to free those imprisoned. This book has a major message of faith. Whether it is Galen¿s own unwavering straight forward gospel to the faith that P.O.Ws had that someone somewhere was looking for them. What I really liked about this book was the detail of the raids and other engagements and the way the writing portrayed Galen¿s personality and actions. What I didn¿t like about the book was that at times the orders of events were hard to follow, especially during the story of how the single P.O.W that Galen tried to rescue was captured. There was no warning that it was a background story and wasn¿t actually happening to Galen. One should read this book because it as an amazing account of the bravery of the American forces to free those who have been captured and mistreated by their captors.

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