Where
Do They Get Men Like This?
by
Christopher Manion
The
story was simple and appealing. Martin Savidge of CNN, inside Iraq
with a Marine contingent, was overwhelmed and close to tears. When
Savidge offered them a chance to call home, something none of them
had been able to do for weeks, they declined, begging Savidge to
extend the offer instead to their sergeant who hadn’t spoken to
his pregnant wife for three months. Then they wanted to call the
family of their buddy who had been killed in action. Savidge could
not convince one Marine to indulge himself with a call to his own
family, and the television reporter broke down, on camera.
"Where
do they get men like this?" he sobbed.
Well,
it didn’t happen. The story turns out to be another urban legend
of the war. Yet, so many people repeated it that even the Wall
Street Journal had to run a correction. It sounded true enough
Marines are indeed good men, and their culture is selfless
and disciplined. And television reporters, who live on another planet,
do come from a media culture totally absorbed in self-indulgence.
If real people, especially Marines, manage to bring them to tears,
it’s probably a good thing.
Reading
about this during the Easter season, I was reminded of another story,
of another life from another war. This one is true.
Maximilian
Kolbe was a Catholic priest. He was very devoted to Mary, the Mother
of Jesus. In fact, "Maria" was his middle name. After spending years
in Japan as a missionary, he returned to his native Poland, and
worked as a priest during the Second World War. He founded and directed
a huge publishing operation that distributed spiritual works to
millions of people. For this he was arrested more than once by the
Nazis, who eventually sent him to Auschwitz. There he ministered
secretly to his fellow prisoners.
In
the summer of 1944, a prisoner escaped from Kolbe’s unit, and the
Commandant announced that he would execute ten men as a punishment.
The guards began to select those who would die, among them a Polish
sergeant. The man began to cry, because he had a large family and
he feared they could not survive without him.
As
they were led away, Father Kolbe approached the Commandant and quietly
volunteered to take the place of the condemned man. The Commandant
asked why. "Ich bin Priester," Kolbe replied. Hearing this, Commandant
Fritsch allowed Maximilian Kolbe to replace the sergeant. Father
Kolbe joined the other prisoners in the underground cell in the
middle of the camp, where they were left to starve to death.
Inspired
by this holy man, the prisoners all sang and laughed, until they
died, one by one. After two weeks, however, Father Kolbe, was still
alive, and the cell was needed. So he was injected with carbolic
acid, and finally died on August 14, 1944.
Saint
Maximilian Kolbe was canonized in Rome on October 10, 1982. Hundreds
of thousands attended the Mass, including Sergeant Francis Gajowniczek,
whose place Father Kolbe had taken so many years before at Auschwitz.
Pope
John Paul II began his homily with these words:
"Greater
love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his
friends."
Where
do they get men like this?
April
21, 2003
Christopher
Manion [send him mail] writes
from the Shenandoah Valley in Virginia.
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