While the Marines had been among the first troops to arrive in France after our declaration of war against the Kaiser, they had initially been utilized as guard and garrison troops. General Pershing, while impressed with the smartness of the Marines and their ability to perform even the most menial tasks with no complaint, he was not convinced that a bunch of Sea Soldiers could or would function well when integrated into a modern land Army. The Commandant was not amused and used every trick he could muster to get the Marines into a separate unit that would function under their own officers and NCOs. Grudgingly they were slowly put into the lines to accustom them to the peculiarities of trench warfare and were finally brigaded with the U.S. Army's 3rd Brigade consisting of the 9th and 23rd Infantry Regiments and the 5th Machine Gun Battalion. The Marine Units were the 5th and 6th Marine Regiments and the 6th Machine Gun Battalion, collectively known as the 4th Marine Brigade.

Constant training and tours in the trenches had hardened the 2nd Army Division which now was the parent unit of both the Army's 3rd Brigade and the 4th Marine Brigade commanded by Army Major General Harbord. While both the 3rd and 4th Brigades had been combat seasoned, neither had ever participated in a major action. This was soon to change.

The French notified General Pershing that Paris was in danger of being overrun, and the German 5th Guards Division had advanced within 50 miles of the City of Light. The 2nd Division was tapped to stop the German threat to Paris and the honor of the French citizenry. Since this is primarily a story of Marines, I will stick primarily to the Marines' action, but can't leave out an organization that the Marines thought of as their own - the Army's 2nd Engineers (a part of the 2nd Division, along with the 3rd Brigade).

It would be very easy at this point to get off the subject of Floyd Gibbon's account of the Marines and his contribution to the glory of the Corps, so let me get back to the original story.

The first couple of days resulted in further German advances being repulsed by extremely accurate Marine rifle fire and counter-attacks. The battle began to grow and reach crescendo proportions from the 1st of June though the 6th. The 5th Regiment had advanced on hill 142 the morning of June 6th to be followed by the 6th Regiment on the evening of June 6th to make a push for the wood proper.

Floyd Gibbons had become perhaps as famous as (but a bit more flamboyant than) Ernie Pyle in WWII, and was noted for his friendship and admiration for the U.S. Marines. Gibbons attached himself to 3/6 under the command of Benjamin S. Berry. Major Berry advised Gibbons to go back as it was "hotter than hell in there"… Major Berry advanced and was almost immediately wounded. Gibbons hit the deck and was soon wounded in both the left arm and shoulder. A final bullet ricocheted off a rock and took out his left eye exiting through the right side of his helmet… Gibbons remained conscious throughout the entire ordeal until he could be finally evacuated and removed via ambulance to a field hospital. Prior to jumping off into the Wood, Gibbons had handed his earlier dispatches to a friend prior to his jumping off in the attack, and hereby hangs the tail.

General Pershing had an "ironclad" rule against identifying individual units in contact with the enemy, and until this time no specific unit had been identified in action. The American Public was literally slobbering for news of their units overcoming the Huns. Things were about to change!

Floyd Gibbons was a popular and well known individual greatly admired by his contemporaries. The news of his grievous wounds spread rapidly to the rear and it was feared that Floyd had written his last story. Since even the Army censors were well acquainted with Floyd they got together and decided to publish Floyd's last dispatches without censoring them as a tribute to the famed reporter. The Army censors also being great fans of Gibbons, agreed and Floyd's last dispatches published the glorious exploits of the Marines in Belleau Wood. This was done without the knowledge or permission of General Pershing! The Marines being unaware of the content of Gibbons' dispatches, simply continued to attack.

The dispatches concerning the battle of Belleau Wood continued to roll in uncensored for three more days and the Marines soaked up the lion's share of the publicity. Finally the censorship was reapplied in spades and unit identification was again stopped by the Army censors. …But it was too late. The American Public, hunger for news of "their boys" in the trenches took the Marines to heart and rightly or wrongly, the Corp's reputation was made.

Floyd survived his terrible wounds and was eventually awarded the Croix de Guerre with palm while being escorted by his beloved Marines as an honor guard.

The indiscretion(s) resulting from the publishing Floyd's unaltered dispatches, forever changed the American Public's perception of the United States Marine. Now these elite troops were the most important ground troops suppressing the Hun and winning the war against the Kaiser. The Marines of course, had no idea of what was happening. Conversely, General Pershing DID have an idea and was busily gnashing his teeth.

The Marines continued to shed glory on themselves throughout the end of the war and came away with an unblemished reputation. The Marines had become (rightly or wrongly) the darlings of the American Public.

Floyd became instantly identified with his Marines and for many years thereafter went into places of eminent danger with "his" Marines, usually wearing the Marine Forrest Green Uniform. In 1941, Floyd Gibbons was made an official U.S. Marine.

Once the war was over, General Pershing commissioned a French sculptor to create a bronze statue to commemorate the U.S. Army Doughboy's service in WWI. General Pershing told his staff to furnish a model to pose for the French sculptor for his commemorative statue. Apparently not too much guidance was given, and the individual assigned to pose for the statue was a Marine Private. The Frenchman, having no intramural rivalries in his psyche, modeled the Marine Private in his entirety - complete with the Marine Corps Emblem on his helmet!

When General Pershing saw the finished statue, he refused to accept the finished project since it had a USMC emblem on the helmet! Pershing was, in a word, outraged! Help was in the wings however, as General Smedley Butler (two Medals of Honor) saw the statue and fell in love. He took up a collection from all the Marines in the AEF and bought the statue from the Frenchman. They shipped the Statue back to the United States and placed it in front of the old Headquarters of the Marine Base at Quantico.

The statue stands there today as a reminder to the Corps of its heritage and remains on guard over the old Headquarters Building of long ago. I often have stood in front of it and harked back to an earlier time. Although uncovered, I have given a slow and meaningful salute to those fine Marines who gave their lives so that later generations would be reminded of the glory and sacrifices of those who went before. When I was a youngster in the Corps, we still had Marines on active duty who had fought at Belleau Wood, and were combat veterans of "The Great War." Two of my first three Commandants had fought at Belleau Wood and received the Navy Cross for their actions (General Shepherd and General Cates). A third, General Pate, was also a veteran of WWI. One of my mentors of the time was a Marine Warrant Officer who had participated in WWI and been a part of the famous "Mail Guard" in the 1920s… General Cates had been my Dad's OIC of the Spokane, Washington Recruiting Station in 1925, and I have stood in awe while they talked stopped on the steps to Little Hall (the old PX) in Quantico when Cates was the Commanding General of Quantico. My point is simply that I felt much closer to the veterans of the Great War than those who now serve. My Dad had joined the Corps in 1918, and had a contemporary during WWII who had sailed around the World as a member of the Marine Detachment on a Cruiser with Roosevelt's Great White Fleet in 1905… It is now a different century of course, and perhaps a bit more difficult to personally identify with those who made history before us, but not so very long ago, such was not the case!

Semper Fidelis

Dick Culver