Edward B. Sextro


Serial Number 37662559; Enlisted Camp Dodge, began active duty February 20, 1943

2005 information
Ed entered the Army at Camp Dodge near Des Moines. After several days of shots and being issued clothes that didn't fit, they put Ed on a train headed for Fort Jackson, South Carolina. He was one of the original 414 in the 2nd Platoon under Lt. Edwards and Sgt. Whitley. Ed recalls the following information: "All that I remember about Tullahoma was that we were in six-man tents, and it was cold.

New Orleans--Some of the guys went to the Sugar Bowl on New Year's Day 1944. I spent thirty-one days on board the ship including a trip through the Panama Canal. We zigzagged all the way across the Pacific Ocean. When we arrived at Bora Bora, we all got off the ship. It felt good to get your feet on solid ground again. In New Guinea, we crossed the equator on February 4, 1944. We rejoined the 414th six months later on Luzon and were busy doing all kinds of work--sometimes up to the front lines. In Japan, we moved into a racetrack in Kyoto. It was the only large city in Japan that wasn't bombed.
We left Japan on the S.S. Lurline. It was a fine ship. I think it took us seven days to get to the states. I traveled from Seattle to Denver on the train, and was discharged at Fort Logan, Colorado, on January 9, 1946.”

Corporal Sextro received the following honors: Asiatic Pacific Service Medal, Philippine Liberation Ribbon with one Bronze Star, World War II Victory Medal, and Good Conduct Medal. He saw action in New Guinea, Southern Philippines, and Luzon.


2011 information

Ed Sextro and the "Snorting Bull" of the 414th Engineers

Ed Sextro farmed in the Manning, Iowa, area most of his life. Born in Butte, Nebraska, on April 17, 1923, his family moved to Manning when Ed was four. He spent his entire life in the area except for the three years he served in the military during World War II.

Ed Sextro - medals and decorations: Asiatic Pacific Service Medal, Philippine Liberation Ribbon with one Bronze Star, WW II Victory Medal, Good Conduct Medal.
Following Ed's death last December, among his belongings his family found a journal that he and two dozen of his buddies had written. It describes their journey through the second world war.
The journal began: This is a narrative of the 414th Engineer Dump Truck Company of World War II.
The company started in February 1943 at Fort Jackson, South Carolina. Most of the men were from the Midwestern states: Iowa, Minnesota, Nebraska, Kansas, Missouri, and South Dakota. The men were young, 18 and 19, and adjusted to the new life in the Army that lasted three years.
Ed left Manning on February 27, 1943, for Camp Dodge near Des Moines. He said that after several days of shots and being issued clothes that didn't fit, he was put on a train for Fort Jackson in South Carolina. It was here that the 414th Engineers were activated. It was a dump truck company and the first ever in the U.S. Army. Their insignia was a snorting bull.


414th Engineers "Snorting Bull" Journal cover
Ed was one of the original men in the unit and stayed in it for the duration of the war. Ed's main job throughout his years in the service was as a heavy dump truck driver. The men also drove jeeps, weapon carriers and command cars. At times they were called upon to construct roads, bridges and buildings. There were 107 enlisted men and 4 officers in Ed's unit. They were under the command of Captain Walter Rayca.
At Fort Jackson, they spent thirteen weeks in basic training. Ed recalls one week on the rifle range. It was cold and it rained every day. They lived in pup tents and there was no way to drain the water away - it came in the top and bottom. Ed said, "the entire platoon was glad to get back to the barracks. I never thought I would be glad to see Army barracks, but they sure felt like home."
Following basic, their unit loaded trucks and other equipment onto trains and moved to Tennessee ending up at Camp Forrest where they had eight weeks of maneuvers. Ed's only memory of this area was that they lived in six man tents and it was cold - there was just no way to keep warm.
From Camp Forrest they were again put on the train and sent to New Orleans. Here they had a layover. Captain Rayca told them they had four hours off and in Ed's words, "he did not want to see one guy come back drunk. I don't think we disappointed him. I don't think there was one sober man who came back to the train. I think he was surprised we made it back."
They stayed at the Jackson Barracks in New Orleans for six weeks. Here they all enjoyed leisure time at the Cadillac Club which was described as a "barn of a place with fights going on all of the time."
In the U.S. Army, which prided itself on being the strongest, smartest, most disciplined and orderly military force in the world, where everything is regimented and nothing is left to chance, Captain Rayca, in his hurry to get his men moving, grabbed the wrong set of orders. Ed and his unit were supposed to go to Europe. They ended up in the South Pacific, in winter clothing, unloading ships in temperatures of 100 degrees.
They shipped out of New Orleans on January 25, 1944, on the ship called the S.S. Evangeline and spent the next 31 days aboard. For all of the men it was one of the most hated memories of the war.
S.S. Evangeline facts: Built in 1927 as a cruise ship, the Army took it over during the war. It first transported prisoners in the African ports and then became a troop transport in the Pacific. It came through the war unscathed. However, in civilian life after the war, it did not fare so well. Again used as a cruise ship, on November 13, 1965, as a result of a fire at sea, she went down in the Atlantic with a loss of 90 lives.

They cruised down the Mississippi for 90 miles to the Gulf of Mexico. According to Ed, "at chow time, they hit the Gulf. If looking at the food didn't make you sick, the rough water did." He describes seasickness, "remember the worst hangover you ever had and multiply it by ten." He was sick for all five days they were in the Gulf. By the time they reached the Panama Canal on January 30, things got better. They got their last fresh water shower here until Bora Bora. By showers, they meant that wide tubes were thrown over the sides of the ship and the men were hosed down.
After leaving the canal, the Pacific was smooth most of the time. The ship zig-zagged all across the ocean. They were given no coverage and no escorts. At sea they changed course every three minutes as it took a Japanese submarine four minutes to sight a ship and fire the torpedoes. There was no smoking allowed at night as a lit cigarette could be seen for miles.
According to Ed the food aboard the Evangeline was bad. On Sundays they got chicken. It was put in a large pot and boiled. When the meat came off the bone it was done and ready to eat. Ed said, "so much for the food." The men would buy sandwiches and fruit from the Merchant Marines. The CREW ate well and their cooks would make sandwiches from the leftovers and sell them to the men for $2.00.
On February 12, 1944, they stopped for two days on the island of Bora Bora to refuel. Finally, a fresh water shower. The salt water ones had left their skin dry, flaky and painful. Then they were off to New Guinea. One of the men kept meticulous notes observing that they crossed the International Date Line on Friday, February 18, 1944, at 6:37 pm.


WWII Pacific Theater map

They continued around the coast of Australia and over to Milne Bay, New Guinea, arriving there on February 25, 1944. The men were told to debark which consisted of going over the side and climbing down a rope net carrying their duffle bag, full fuel pack, gas masks and weapons. It took all their strength. The trip had been a nightmare and the 31 days on the Evangeline had taken its toll. The men had slept in canvas bunks stacked four high. The quarters had been hot, humid and crowded. Their clothes were in threads. Many of the men had been sick the whole voyage. The entire ship and the men smelled. One of Ed's buddies after finally setting foot on land and watching as some of their emaciated shipmates were taken off on stretchers said, "I don't know about the rest of the guys, but I was about ready to surrender to the nearest Jap."
Ed recalled that they stayed at Milne Bay for one month and it rained the whole time. They were always knee deep in mud. They were moved around a lot and ended up in the town of Finschafen. Here they set up tents and began to work on roads. They discovered weird animals on the island. There were wallabies, lizards that liked the soldiers' warm boots, as well as fruit bats with wing spans of four feet and fish with skeletons on the outside. The men slept in hammocks with their bayonets at their side. One night there was a loud ruckus in camp. Torrey woke the whole unit and destroyed his cot when he tried to bayonet the rat that had crawled in with him.
Captain Rayca wanted discipline and expected them to behave like soldiers. They often tested his patience. Virgil P., a friend of Ed's and a fellow Iowan from Perry, described some of the ways the men entertained themselves and irritated the captain. "We got good at making Jungle Juice. One time we had a batch going in our tent. We had built a kind of desk around the center tent pole and had a 5 gallon water can (the still) buried in the ground beneath it." You had to look close to see it. One of the officers walked by and smelled it brewing and notified Captain Rayca. This was completely against regulations and the captain rounded up a group of guys to search the tent. Before he could return with his posse the men jerked the can out of the ground and pulled the hose out of the top of the can. They planned on tossing it into the jungle but the captain was back. Virgil recalls, "As they came in with Rayca ranting and raving, we knew we were sunk." But Mason, one of the men grabbed to search the tent was a friend of Virgil's and also one of the first to enter the tent. He immediately saw the can with the hole in it and sat on it as the rest of Rayca's MPs tore up the whole place looking for the still. Mason just kept sitting there until they finally left. The men told the captain the smell must have come from the next tent down. Virgil said, "We may not have been good soldiers but we were good liars."
While it may seem that the men loved to antagonize their captain, they were loyal to him and he to them. The captain expected the men to follow orders and Army regulations but he did not want anyone else disciplining his men - not even a superior officer. Colonel Barkley and the captain were always at odds. The colonel was described as a tough one in charge of special forces and a stickler for training - "very G.I." as Virgil put it. Captain Rayca always caught hell as the colonel felt he was not hard enough on his men and demanded they be disciplined for what Rayca felt were minor infractions - once it was for stealing apples. When the captain refused to reprimand his troops the colonel relieved him of his command and threw him in the stockade - on three separate occasions. Each time after a few days the captain was released and sent back to the 414th. No one else wanted to command them.
From Finschafen they were ordered to Hollandia. At the last minute the 6th Army wanted to load some priority material so Ed and fourteen others along with their equipment were left behind. They were told it would be a matter of a few weeks and they would catch up with the rest of the unit. The Army left them behind and promptly forgot about them.
As the weeks went by their tents rotted away. They built shelters from discarded lumber from the dumps. In the months that followed they had no money, their clothes were threadbare and they needed other supplies. They used hand grenades to get fish to eat. Ed went through a dump and found some black currant jam that no one would eat and the Army threw away by the case. He found some sugar and yeast and made wine. According to Ed, "it turned out really good." Ed then found a still and an old gas stove. With the help of another G.I. they made alcohol from cracked wheat, sugar and yeast. "We didn't drink much of it," Ed said, "but I could sell it as fast as I could make it." Thus they financed their stay there.


Ed next to his Army truck
The rest of the unit headed to Hollandia where they built three landing strips and a road up the mountain to General Douglas MacArthur's headquarters. They put coral around his home. He was only there a few times and Ray A. observed, "what a waste of equipment and energy."
One of Ed's fellow truck drivers probably thought the general should have been gone more often. Otto W. said he was driving past 6th Army Headquarters one day with the usual 4 tons on a 2 1/2 ton truck when a jeep pulled out in front of him. It was General MacArthur himself at the wheel surrounded by MPs "I managed to stop with a yard to spare." Otto said.

General Douglas MacArthur, Commander of the American Armed Forces in the Pacific
At times the men were expected to build large buildings. Although they got better in time, their first attempt was memorable. They were to erect a huge structure to repair the trucks in. Virgil again tells the story. "Being the good engineers we were, we didn't realize we should have a light tin roof instead of the John's Manville asbestos which we used." The morning that it was finished they had a visit from the Corps of Engineers officers. Virgil continues, "as the officers walked up and were expounding on what a nice building it was, then, the building groaned and swayed one way and then another and back. Everyone inside ran for their lives to get out. Down it came - with a crash. The officers were standing outside admiring it when this happened and when the building came down in one piece, the air trapped came out like a cyclone and blew all the officers flat on their rears. It was worth a million to watch them pick themselves up and dust themselves off with their looks of disbelief."
Most units would have been worried about this structural malfunction, but Virgil again, Ed's buddy from Perry, who never seemed to be at a loss for words, summed up the feeling of all the men of the 414th when he said, "We all knew they wouldn't fire us, and there wasn't any place much worse than where we were, so we set right to work making the world a better place."
In December of 1944 the men were sent to Leyte in the Philippines. One evening on the way there the convoy they were in was attacked by six Kamikaze planes. Ed's unit was not hit but one ship in the row beside them and one in the row behind them were hit and set on fire.
Landing in the Philippines they found that the Japanese were dug into the hills and were firing at the beach where the 414th was landing at night. They were camped near a field hospital in a sea of mud where they set up an anti-aircraft gun. The men could see and hear the shells as they came in toward them. The navy ships were returning the fire. One night a Japanese bomber plane came in so low that the men in Ed's unit could see the two pilots in the plane talking to each other.
By this time Ed and the other fourteen men left at Finschafen had caught up with their unit. They discovered stacks of mail waiting for them. One of them (Otto) had received cans from home marked "juice" and opened one with his bayonet. It was whiskey. There were quite a few juice cans. This was of course strictly forbidden. The men loved it but keeping it a secret was a problem. Word got back to Captain Rayca and he sent for Otto. Otto recalls standing at attention as the captain said, "I understand you got some canned booze." Otto knew he was in trouble as he replied, "yes sir." Otto continues, "The captain looked up at me for a long while and then said, "can you get some more?"
Christmas in the Philippines wasn't different from any other day although Elmer said it looked more like the 4th of July because there was an air raid. The raids continued on a daily basis and sometimes twice at night.
By this time the unit was in a town named Dagupan. They were kept busy. Ed and the other drivers hauled engineering supplies and equipment to Subic Bay over ziz-zag pass. It was a dangerous drive often to the front lines at night with only the blackout lights on.
When they'd been overseas eighteen months the unit celebrated together. They all had saved three weeks ration of beer and Captain Rayca got some rum in Manilla. Ed didn't remember the name of the place that they had the party and his only comment on that night was, "beer and rum don't mix very well."
The war got to a few of the men. One of the guys went off the deep end and decided that the war was the captain's fault. It was also the captain's fault that they were all there. He grabbed his rifle and set off the kill Rayca. A bunch of the men took his rifle and tied him up for the night.
Getting supplies was always a problem, but the 414th had an ace in the hole. One of the men in the unit had the unusual name of Kernel Petrice. When things got desperate they would put him on the phone and he would say, "Kernel Petrie calling." They always took his call.
Following the two atomic blasts in August of 1945 and the unconditional surrender of the Japanese, Ed's unit was sent to Japan as part of the occupational forces. The war was over and his unit was camped at a racetrack in Kyoto - the only large city in Japan that was not bombed. They had a pretty good time. Ed and another guy raced horses around the track and three men in the unit went to the Emperor Hirohito's box at the track and cut a piece of dark red, plush carpet and put it in their sleeping room.
Of their time in Japan, Ed said, "I'm not a beer drinker but I sure did like that Japanese beer and there were plenty of girls to drink with."

S.S. Lurline
Ed's unit left Japan on the Lurline to Seattle arriving there in time for Christmas 1945. He took a train from Seattle to Denver and was discharged at Fort Logan, Colorado, on January 9, 1946. The 414th Engineers were deactivated that day.

At the very end of Ed's journal, was this poem. The author was not identified.

A HITCH IN HELL
I'm sitting here thinking of what I left behind
And I'd hate to put on paper what's running through my mind
We've dug so many ditches and cleared so many miles of ground
A neater place this side of hell just cannot be found
There is a certain consolation tho' so listen while I tell
When we die we'll go to Heaven cause we've done our hitch in hell
We've taken a million Atabrine, those yellow little pills
To elevate our systems against the fever and the chills
We've seen a million ack-ack bursts above us in the sky
As we run for dingy shelters as the daisy cutters fly
Put out those lights and cigarettes, we hear the sergeant yell
This ain't no picnic here - it's another hitch in hell
When the final taps are sounded and we share our earthly cares
We'll pull our best parade upon the golden stairs
The angels will be there to meet us and harps will gladly play
We'll draw a million in canteen checks and spend them in a day
Gabriel will blow his horn and St. Peter will proudly yell
"Front seats you guys from Guinea, you've done your hitch in hell."

At times the men spoke of the horrors of war and the atrocities they witnessed but for the most part they spoke of the bond and camaraderie they shared.
The men of the 414th met every year somewhere in the Midwest. For decades Ed attended the reunions. Only in recent years have there been too few of them left.


25th Anniversary reunion: Ed Sextro back row, third from left
Many of the men who wrote this diary are gone now. Ed died December 27, 2010. Following a funeral Mass on December 29, Ed was buried with full military honors in the Sacred Heart Cemetery in Manning.
Ed and his comrades in the 414th Engineers left this incredible journal behind. Talk about telling a story from the grave!


Sextro family - Back: John, Leo, Ed, Herb
Third: Clara (Lechtenberg), Helen, Marie
Second: Dorothy, Leonard, Norbert
Front: Ruth, Maxine
Missing from picture: Edna who died at 16


The family took Ed's uniform and patches and made it into this military honor bear


Ed Sextro in the center