Tragedy Of The Cavalry Horses

I was 1st sergeant of the Fort Concho Cavalry during the early 1990’s. During one of our demonstrations at Fort Clark, I lead the unit in several cavalry drills. At the time I was riding Jasper, a line back dun gelding. As usual, after such demonstrations, we would line up in front of the public and I would give a talk. This was followed by letting the public come forward and look closely at the cavalry mounts. In these times, questions would flow and answers to follow.

At this particular time, we were honoring the cavalry troopers that were still alive. At the end of the weekend on Sunday morning, we would all attend the services of Fiddler’s Green. This was were those that had passed were acknowledged. These men had been in the cavalry during WWII in the Pacific campaign. Horses were introduced, but used limitedly as the age of modernization was taking hold. I believe the story that I’m about to tell you took place in the seas water around Bataan.

An older gentleman approached me while the unit was in line. He was looking Jasper over and made a comment on how good of a horse he was by his conformation. I thanked him. We began to talk, or should I say he began to reminisce on those years gone by. He told me about his cavalry mount and how he missed him when he had to give him up. He told me his name but I’ve forgotten it.

He told me this story.

While going to Bataan, he was on one of the ships. Accompanying this ship were ships that were taking cavalry mounts to the island. He said just before they got to the island to be deport, a Japanese submarine had torpedoed one of the ships carrying the horses. You could tell by the way this man was telling this story that it troubled him greatly. He said as the ship went down, the horses went into the waters. Only moments after this, the starks arrived. The sea was soon red with the blood of the cavalry mounts. It wasn’t too long before it was all over. The seas were no still but the horrific event had stopped, at least here.

He could still remember vividly those horrific details of WWII. Even after 30 years, I still remember him telling me this.

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Thank you for reading.

Jasper at the cavalry school

Jasper and me

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