Purple Heart and Distinguished Service Cross

Dedicated to the Memory of
Pvt. Francis L. "Bubbie" Mitchell
KIA August 19, 1950

Bubbie was a brother
and a son who gave his life.
He joined to feed the family,
Times were hard, there was much strife

After two years in Japan,
They sent Bubbie to Korea...

The 35th Infantry Regiment
of the 25th Division
was among the first to enter.
To fight Reds was their mission.

Bubbie was due to be discharged
on the sixth day of September.
But, August 19th is the date
His buddies will remember.

The fog was thick that day
And the Reds crawled through the line.
When the boys found out about it,
It was battle time.

The Reds set up a 50 cal.
They'd captured in the fight.
Our boys were taking casualties,
And, with fire like that they might.

Bubbie ran from his position
like a rabbit from a dog.
There was nothing for protection,
Not a rock, and not a log.

At the truck he found a Browning
Automatic B-A-R.
He ran back dodging bullets,
Loaded up, and returned fire.

He knocked out that 50 cal.
and laid down heavy cover.
The boys could manage better then
And took care of the others.

When the fight was over,
Bubbie paid the highest price.
He'd never go back home again.
The Private gave his life.

What he did that day sent good boys home.
Now they're Great GrandPas.
His Mother was presented
A Purple Heart, and Distinguished Service Cross.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Dietrich Avatar
December 17, 2012 at 8:15 AM
I searched and searched to find one of yours I had never read and here it is! What a fine tribute to a real life hero from your own family tree, Ray. well, maybe I have seen all your poems by now. I sure hope you post us some new ones. Luv, Andrea
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March 15, 2010 at 11:12 AM
Such an excellent account Ray of a moving and touching story of battles ..win..and loss.. I too think of my youngest son in Iraq today ... we shall pray for all the families torn apart by war... great write my friend and co writing buddy..luv.. "Sweetheart"
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