Intermission Story (3) – Cpl. Delmer R. Beam & PTSD
Taken from the book, “Soldiers Stories: A Collection of WWII Memoirs” with permission by Myra Miller; written by Marshall Miller.
War Stories don’t always end when the shooting stops and soldiers return to civilian life. The family of former Army Corporal Delmer Beam can tell you all about he horrors of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Cpl. Beam;s separation papers list him as a “Combat Infantryman” in the Army’s 6th Division, 1st Infantry Regiment, C Company. His WWII experiences started in 1939, as a 17-year old, at Fort Jackson near Columbia, South Carolina and stretched into August 1945, after several years of bitter fighting in the South Pacific against Japanese forces at New Guinea and the Philippines.
Delmer’s wife, Gladys, told her children, Lonnie, Roger and Lana, that the father they came to know after the war was nothing like the “joyful, fun guy” who gave 6½ years of his life – and numerous difficult years beyond – to the cause of freedom.
Gladys said the war destroyed her husband, both mentally and physically. In the mid-1960’s, Lana said he submitted to shock treatments at Mount Vernon Hospital to calm down his combat issues. The children couldn’t understand why they weren’t allowed to shoot fireworks on the 4th of July.
The few stories Beam told about his experiences were tough to hear. Like the one where soldiers were ordered to shoot thirty rounds of ammunition every morning into the surrounding trees to protect the camp from Japanese snipers, who would climb high to get maximum angles on their targets. Once, Beam recalled, several soldiers were killed by a sniper, even after the morning strafing. After an exhaustive search, the sniper finally was located hiding in a water canvas bag hanging from a tree. He had crawled in, poked a small hole in the canvas and shot his victims with a pistol.
Japanese marksmen and fierce fighting weren’t the only obstacles thrown in Beam’s path. Malaria was a difficult burden and an attack from scrub typhus mites nearly killed him. Delmer told his family he got so sick from the mites that he was presumed dead while lying on a stretcher on a bench. Someone saw him move however and he was transferred to a hospital ship.
His son Roger, chronicled his memories of his Dad’s experience :
As a young boy, I was always enamored with army war stories. I would ask him about the war many times. Only on a very few occasions would he talk about it. It is strange how I can remember some of the stories he told me when I can’t remember what i did yesterday….
He said he saw GI’s almost kill each other over a piece of chicken wire. The reason is that they would stretch the wire over their fox holes so the Japanese hand grenades would hit the wire and bounce back before it exploded. It rained every day in the jungle and was very hot and humid…
He told me about his best friend, a young 19-year old from Hope, Arkansas. While they were being attacked one day by Japanese, my Dad kept telling him to stop sticking his head up over the embankment they were behind, but the young man kept doing it until he got hit in the head and died in my dad’s arms. This has always made a picturesque impression on me…
I know he was haunted the rest of his life about what he went through, just like so many others. He was a good dad and even got better the older he got… Dad never met a stranger, he would talk to anyone.
Despite his health issues, Delmer spent his post-war years in Dixon, Missouri, and worked at Fort Leonard Wood as a fire inspector. He died in 1991 at age 70. His daughter had these words to remember her Dad: I guess the most uplifting thing about my dad was… he really believed that he survived when others died because God wasn’t done with him yet.
From Beam’s grandson, Roger Beam Jr., :
My grandpa Delmar told me this story several times as a small boy. I think he always got a kick out of it and was probably one of his “better” memories of the war.
He told me of the time his squad was out one evening climbing around the sides of trees collecting peppers that they used to flavor basically all their food. They had rifles slung and arms full of peppers. As they came around a tree, to their shock and surprise they ran into a squad of Japanese soldiers doing the exact same thing! He said the resulting chaos was both terrifying and hilarious, as both groups scrambled away. Not a shot was fired and they saved their peppers!
In the midst of such a horrible time for my grandfather, it does make smile a bit remembering how he smiled when telling this story.
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Current PTSD Assistance –
http://www.blogs.va.gov/VAntage/38287/veterans-conquer-depression-equine-therapy/
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Military / Home Front Humor –
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Farewell Salutes –
Joseph Armstrong – NYC, NY; US Coast Guard, WWII, PTO, LCI
Gustave Breaux – Notleyville, LA; US Army Air Corps, WWII, PTO / Vietnam, CMSgt. (Ret. 28 yrs.)
Joseph Dixon – Ochlocknee, GA; US Navy, WWII
Parker ‘Bill’ Fredericks – Midvale, NJ; US Army, WWII, ETO / Korea, Lt.Col. (Ret. 26 yrs.)
Roy James – Sylvarina, MS; USMC, WWII, PTO
John Jarrosak – W.Rutland, VT; US Army, Korea, 11th Airborne Division
Darcy Larking – Taranaki, NZ; RNZ Army # 624362, Pvt.
Robert Shoemaker – Killeen, TX; US Army, Korea & Vietnam, West Point Class of ’46, General (Ret.)
Hans Traber – Unterseen, SWITZ; Swiss Army, WWII
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Posted on June 26, 2017, in First-hand Accounts, WWII and tagged 1940's, combat, family history, History, Military History, Pacific War, PTSD, Tributes, veterans, WW2, WWII. Bookmark the permalink. 82 Comments.
My maternal grandfather fought in the trenches in France in WWI. When I was a kid, I wanted to hear his war stories – but he never, ever would talk about his experiences in France. I couldn’t understand why. Now I understand …
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I have heard similar statements from readers and it makes me feel very good to know that in some small way I help people to understand what the troops have gone through.
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Wonderful post GP. Even my father, who didn’t have direct combat experiences, has war memories which bring tears to his eyes. My grandfather and my great uncle had PTSD from WW1. Another issue which affected many was survivor guilt.
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I personally believe that survivor’s guilt is a major factor in what is all wrapped up into the package of PTSD. I know how rough it can be and so sorry that anyone you know has lived with it.
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As a child I accepted my grandfather’s nightmares as a given. Only as an adult have I come to realize what an impact his war had on all of us.
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And basically, it still does affect us. That war changed the world. Thank you for stopping by!
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thank you for sharing the beautiful smile
offered to you,
despite your father’s trauma 🙂
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Cpl. Beam was not my father. His story can be found in the same book as my dad, Smitty. Thank you for dropping by today.
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The more I read these stories, the better I understand my own father who survived Peleliu, among other battles.
I did enjoy the story of the pepper “cease fire” too. 🙂
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Your father was in quite a horrific battle(s) in that area of the Pacific!! I’m very glad to know that these posts can bring some understanding.
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The “pepper story” was lovely in this emotional story. Most of his life has been marred by these memories. The episode with his close friend putting himself in life danger reminds me of “All Quiet on the Western Front”
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Good analogy, Maria.
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Love the pepper story! I can’t imagine that he could smile about any story from that time, but he still a sense of humor during the most difficult time of his life. Thanks for posting this! It’s a good reminder of the sacrifices people went through to keep us free.
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Just as they concentrated on mail call and military humor for morale purposes, so are the humorous stories they tell. Many also felt as my father did, that they preferred to ‘protect’ their children from such horrors and only told them ‘cute’ tales of the military.
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Reblogged this on KCJones and commented:
WOW So many great stories!!!
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Many soldiers who was lucky to stay alive after this horrible war never say stories about their experience. My father (born 1911) started his battle experience when he was almost 30. I asked him many times to tell me something about the real war. His answer was no. The explanation was pretty simple. I do not want to tell you beautiful lie but the honest truth is so horrible that you can not even imagine and understand. While he watched movies, read books or listened somebody’s stories he was upset because nothing was close to the real war experience. It is ok when people write about all these battles to let us know what it is all about. However, it is impossible to convey the feelings these soldiers experienced. I think this is why a lot of them had Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.
Thank you for your interesting articles.
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You are quite right, Alexander. No one can even imagine what these troops endured and it is difficult to believe how any of them returned home and led productive lives. That is why they are the great generation. They went from being born around the 1st world war and then into the Great Depression and slap into an even bigger world war!!
My father was almost as old as your dad when he went in; he was drafted just before he turned 28.
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Quite a powerful story GP! My heart went out to this family as I too know the ravages of PTSD for our soldiers. Both my uncles fought in Korea and one of them suffered horribly with PTSD for years and years. My brother came back from Nam with PTSD. Unbelievably even suffering that bad my brother never lost a day of work.
Both never wanted to talk about the wars. But I did hear a story my uncle told about being in a fox hole and his buddy next to him being hit and splattering his brains all over my uncle.
My brother nearly died from malaria and dysentery while in Nam. There were hardly any medics to assist them, so the patients in their medical hut were pretty much left to their own devices.
My brother also told me some stories about the war in reference to women and children blowing up our soldiers so no one could be trusted. Huge rats set on the soldiers while out in the field on search and destroy missions. He spent an entire night with 4 other Marines on a small mound in the middle of a rice paddy surrounded by the enemy. They fought to stay silent while the rats leapt on them all night long.
Fortunately the next day, the helicopters came to extract them. My brother said there was nothing so wonderful to hear as the helicopters coming for them and he still awakes to the sound of those helicopters.
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In Nam, no one knew who was the enemy or not. My father said the same about the Philippines. I am so sorry your family went through such horrors of war, their stories are important for us to learn. Maybe one day we’ll understand why war doesn’t truly solve anything – no one really wins. Please shake the hand of any veteran you know to extend my thanks.
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Good post, GP. Thanks.
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Thank you, John. Much appreciated!
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Yet again you remind us of the cost of the freedom we too often take for granted in the USA. This account reminds us that the destruction of war goes far beyond the day the peace treaty was signed, thank you for bringing this sad account to light.
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You are very welcome, Kevin. It is high time I addressed the issue. I usually only deal with it one-on-one, when someone asks me.
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I’m glad there is increasing awareness for PTSD now xx
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Yes. Years ago it had many misunderstanding connotations associated with it. Hopefully more are getting help, our military, the same troops, are sent overseas in far too many repeated tours.
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Yes. How terrible is the pain we expect them to bear. I have one I’m writing at the moment but I am being very careful so it is taking time.
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Do you find he needs more for you to listen or talk?
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He just want to talk.
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That is what I find as well.
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Thanks for sharing this moving story, GP Cox. As always, the comments and your replies add insight into the sories of the brave men.
Hope your week started well!
Greetings from Norway and Norfolk,
The Fab Four of Cley
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All’s well and thankful I have such friends in Norway and Norfolk!!
GP Cox
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I know a veteran who “never met a stranger”. Seems to be his way of dealing with what he went through in two wars. Really important these stories are shared. Vets are humans too.
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Actually, my father was like that as well. From waitresses to ditch diggers to executives – to Smitty, they were all just human and he knew they had a story – he’d take the time to listen.
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PTSD is always a subject that needs to be addressed. Glad you put up this story.
There’s a new name to add to your farewell salute: Jack Heyn. He served with the 3rd Bomb Group. http://www.legacy.com/obituaries/desmoinesregister/obituary.aspx?page=lifestory&pid=185901665
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Thank you. I am very sorry to hear of Mr. Heyn’s passing, and appreciate you bringing me his information. He will be in the next Farewell Salutes.
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This is just so heartbreaking. You have to wonder whether any soldier comes out of a war unscathed, whether physically harmed or not.
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Oh I doubt that, Amy. The sights they see are not those anyone sees here at home. They are all changed in some way. Thank you for reading his story.
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What a crazy story of the peppers
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Of course now that it is over and everyone can look back on it, they probably all looked rather funny scurrying around to get away from each other – BUT – still protect the peppers!!!!
Thank you for reading it, MaryLou!
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This is a very moving post–thank you so much for sharing it. So many of the WWII and Korea Vets carried the scars of war home with them and the effects of those traumatic experiences touched the lives of everyone in their family. Thank you again for sharing this powerful story.
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You are more than welcome. Did Red or your uncle have any symptoms?
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PTSD is a very serious illness that was not recognized as such in WWII. The soldiers affected by the disorder were often treated as if they were cowards. To mind comes the movie ‘George Patton’ I once watched, in which he slapped one of his soldiers who suffered from shell shock. Thank you for your post on a timely topic, GP!
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It was very misunderstood back then, definitely. As I said to John, every man experienced something different and reacts differently. Kids today play a violent video game and think they can understand what actually goes on!!
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It seems that some men are asked to sacrifice every last bit of themselves, including their thoughts, for the cause of freedom. I saw a TV programme a little while back where a 108 year old man was still waking up screaming about the First World War. I suppose that that is something which makes war even worse. The fact that so many people cannot leave it behind them. It even takes their thoughts.
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Just as each of the stories I relate is somehow different, so are their experiences and reactions. You are so right about just how much they need to give of themselves.
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Such a moving story… Thank you for providing a look into an unromantic but important – and grim – aspect of war.
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That’s my point when I bring up the Confederate statues, etc. History can not be changed and should not be hidden or erased – it needs to be learned from. We can not judge the past on our way of thinking, it’s like talking about 2 different planets. But our persistent wars put our military into the same combat traumas.
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Nice story to end with, GP. Fascinating stories. Thanks for sharing them.
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There are so many in this book [that also has Smitty’s “Jungle Juice” story] and other similar books, websites and veteran’s projects. It’s always great to see history shared!!
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Thanks for sharing Dan’s story. It was nice to know he found something to remember that made him smile along with all the horrors. When my uncles returned, the family said they were so nervous and never wanted to be around noisy crowds. But they never talked about the war..
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So many were like that – and still come home like that too. I think nowadays though, many of the new vets are learning from these older ones and are talking more about it. I hope your uncles were able to work things out.
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Sometimes the stories you find just blow me away…this is one of them. Thanks, as always, for sharing.
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My pleasure. There are so many stories out there, it’s not hard to locate a good one! Just wish I could share them all.
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Wonderful post! Shared on Facebook.
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Thank you and I appreciate the share, Will.
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Brave men, I grew up on these stories, and I am proud to don the uniform in the great traditions. Three cheers to Cpl. Delmer Beam, may God bless his soul and bless his family.
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What an outstanding comment. Very few can understand as much as you and your comrades in arms.
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I positively love the story about the peppers. Thank you.
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Glad you enjoyed it.
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Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
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Thank you very much. This is an ever-present problem as it has been for too many years.
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Thank you for the posting. Oh, yes it is. Really! Have a nice week ahead. 😉 Michael
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These soldiers brought back a lot from that war. For the most part, they carried it silently. Only the people who knew them, before and after, understood. Thanks for sharing this story.
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I felt it was about time, Dan. An often misunderstood condition.
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Throughout my childhood, my mom, her parents and my brother and I vacationed in a cottage on Lake Erie for a week or two each summer. One summer in the mid-60s, my dad drove up to join us for the weekend. Our cottage was above a swampy lagoon, complete with sights, sounds and smells that you would expect. The sleeping arrangements in the cottage included a bunch of Army surplus cots.
Dad got very sick the first night he was there. Mom called a doctor, and he said that the symptoms were consistent with Malaria. My dad had had Malaria in during the war. My dad said it was a “flair-up” but as soon as he could drive, he boogied out of that place and he never joined us again.
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How sad for your Dad. Smitty had one recurrence of malaria that I saw, but he scruffed it off, saying he never had a real bad case of it, so it would go away. I think the surroundings of your cottage and the all-too familiar furnishings were a catalyst for his ‘flair-up’. I think it was wise of him to stay away.
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We had one more occasion to have to go there, when my grandparents would go up for the entire summer. My grandmother had a stroke. My dad and I drove up. He took care of everything to get her the care she needed and left me to help my grandfather. He drove back home. Even though the surroundings were better, I knew he couldn’t stay there.
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They were all affected in some way by their involvement – strange lands, unusual conditions, disease, and harrowing events – who wouldn’t be? But it appears your father handled things quite well.
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He did. It’s hard to know what he might have done if the war hadn’t happened. It definitely changed his life.
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The see the worst the human race can offer.
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Another moving and very personal story from that war. I often wonder how many returned mentally-scarred, but too ‘macho’ to seek help. Things were very different back then.
Best wishes, Pete.
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A whole different world for sure. Thank you for reading his story.
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So many touching stories to be told.
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So true, Pierre. It was about time I had one for this problem.
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I would venture to say that most veterans had PTSD.
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And i would venture to agree.
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Thank you, sir, for putting up a post about PTSD.
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It has been called by many names, but a problem for many, many years. It needs to be confronted. Thank you for reading this.
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Thank you for the link.
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Thank you, Andrew. This is a subject that needs attention.
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