One of the older technicians at work was telling me a story today about a pistol that was in his in-laws' family.
He tells me that his wife's late father, who was a Marine in the battle ofIwo Jima , had brought back his pistol from the war. I'm thinking, OK, must be a nice old 1911 model, one that has probably seen more than a few soldiers' hands; then comes the rest of the story.
Turns out that the guy's father in law had a camera with him in his sack, and had taken some pictures of when they raised the flag onMt. Suribachi
A few days after the flag raising the Japanese attacked the Marines and another fight broke out. While they are in the middle of everything a Japanese sniper takes a shot at him. The bullet hits him in the right wrist and hits his gun hanging from his belt. The round, after completely disabling his right hand, penetrates his leather pistol holster and embeds itself into the slide of his 1911. Fragments from the round penetrate through the other side of the holster and into his leg, injuring him further. The Marine was able to get to the medic, where he was then evacuated to care for his injuries.
So the technician asks me if I would like to see it. After telling him the obvious, he calls his wife's brother and asks if he could bring it up to the shop.
Here are the pictures I took after listening to the same story again from the Marine's son. (it was a good story, I had no problem listening twice.)
He tells me that his wife's late father, who was a Marine in the battle of
Turns out that the guy's father in law had a camera with him in his sack, and had taken some pictures of when they raised the flag on
A few days after the flag raising the Japanese attacked the Marines and another fight broke out. While they are in the middle of everything a Japanese sniper takes a shot at him. The bullet hits him in the right wrist and hits his gun hanging from his belt. The round, after completely disabling his right hand, penetrates his leather pistol holster and embeds itself into the slide of his 1911. Fragments from the round penetrate through the other side of the holster and into his leg, injuring him further. The Marine was able to get to the medic, where he was then evacuated to care for his injuries.
So the technician asks me if I would like to see it. After telling him the obvious, he calls his wife's brother and asks if he could bring it up to the shop.
Here are the pictures I took after listening to the same story again from the Marine's son. (it was a good story, I had no problem listening twice.)
I asked him if he would mind me posting them on here, as long as I blocked out the serial number. He said go right ahead.
Although I had to blur out the serial #, it fell into the early/mid 600,000 range. Found this Colt: S/N 450,000 to 629,500 = Oct. 24, 1918 to April 10, 1919
Although I had to blur out the serial #, it fell into the early/mid 600,000 range. Found this Colt: S/N 450,000 to 629,500 = Oct. 24, 1918 to April 10, 1919
The Marine's name was Horace Arthur Smith "Arty". he passed away 3 years ago.
There by the Grace of God and "Old Slabsides". I don't think a Beretta M9 would have done as well. Personally, I wouldn't hit a dog in the ass with an M9.
Oh, the 1911 held up better than my S&W 1911PD but that's a story for another day.
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