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On Veteran’s Day
For my dad, grandfather, and all our Veterans. May their service and sacrifice be honored.

My dad, Louis T. Konicki at Mainz-Bischofshein - part of the post WWII occupying forces
Our veterans are now returning from Afghanistan and Iraq, and of course are greeted with initial joy. Then they face the search for work and the struggle with the horrors they have faced. They face a lack of adequate physical and mental health care. As to jobs, what are our veterans finding? An extraordinarily difficult job market with an unemployment rate for combat-age veterans at 17.5% in New York State, 13.3% nationally.
Dr. John Guzlowski reflects in November 11, 1918–The Day World War I Ended
I first heard of World War I when we came to America as Displaced Persons in 1951. We were refugees after World War II, and we moved into a basement apartment on Hamilton Street in Chicago.
Our landlord was a veteran of the First World War. He was a Polish American named Ponchek. He was also a drunk, but that wasn’t anything special. There were a lot of drunks around. What made Ponchek special was that he had a steel plate in his head. As a kid and a recent immigrant to America, he had been drafted and sent to France to stop the Germans who were trying to rip France apart and shove it into the Atlantic. He ended up in the trenches in France in late October fighting the Germans, and a bullet took off the top of his head. The doctors cut away what bone they could, cleaned out the wound, and screwed a steel plate into the skull bone.
This fascinated me when I was a kid. I wondered about that plate, and what it felt like. Did Ponchek always feel a weight pressing down on his head? Was it like wearing a steel hat? A steel helmet? And I wondered what they covered the plate with. Skin? And where did it come from? Was it his skin or someone else’s? I never could ask.
Like a lot of the veterans I knew, he was frightening. He wasn’t a guy you wanted to spend a lot of time talking to.
Veterans were men who limped. They dragged their legs behind them like Lon Chaney in the Mummy movie. They were men who had wooden legs that creaked when they walked past you and the other kids sitting on the stoop. These veterans had no arms or only one arm, or were missing fingers or hands, or ears.
My dad, a guy who lost his left eye when he was clubbed by a Nazi guard in a concentration camp, used to go to a bar where the owner had a black, shiny rubber hand. He lost his real hand during the Warsaw Uprising in 1944 when he shoved a homemade grenade into the steel treads of a German tank. The black rubber hand was like some kind of weird toy. Sometimes, it looked like a black fist, sometimes it looked like an eight ball.
Sometimes, a vet without arms or legs sat on the sidewalk in front of this bar. He had a cloth hat in front of him, and he was selling pencils. He’d sit there smiling, making chit chat with the guys walking in and out of the bar. You’d toss him a nickel, and you could take a pencil, but most guys didn’t. Who needs a pencil?…
A musical reflection – “Sargent Mackenzie”
Original Scottish Version
Lay me doon in the caul caul groon
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaun
Lay me doon in the caul caul groon
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaunWhen they come a wull staun ma groon
Staun ma groon al nae be afraidThoughts awe hame tak awa ma fear
Sweat an bluid hide ma veil awe tearsAins a year say a prayer faur me
Close yir een an remember meNair mair shall a see the sun
For a fell tae a Germans gunLay me doon in the caul caul groon
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaunLay me doon in the caul caul groon
Whaur afore monie mair huv gaunWhaur afore monie mair huv gaun
English Translation
Lay me down in the cold cold ground
Where before many more have gone
Lay me down in the cold cold ground
Where before many more have goneWhen they come I will stand my ground
Stand my ground I’ll not be afraidThoughts of home take away my fear
Sweat and blood hide my veil of tearsOnce a year say a prayer for me
Close your eyes and remember meNever more shall I see the sun
For I fell to a Germans gunLay me down in the cold cold ground
Where before many more have gone
Lay me down in the cold cold ground
Where before many more have goneWhere before many more have gone.
On Veterans’ Day
2Remembering my dad and grandpa, both proud to have served, and who were active in their American Legion Post – Adam Plewacki Post No 799 in Buffalo, New York. My grandfather was always there for honor duty service.

My dad in Mainz-Bischofshein

My dad, May 1945, Gernrode, Germany
Therefore the moment will come, and come it must, even as after years of boyhood comes manhood and to “knights” the plow and the hammer, except that, judging from the shaping of human affairs, our heroes, emerging from the cottages of farmers and laborers, or the children of homeless hirelings, will sweat and will spill their blood not for kings, not in the name of popes, not for the privileges and rights of the few or of single classes, as did once our knightly predecessors under Warna, Vienna and Smolensk, but they will go to do battle for their freedom and for the rights of man. — Bishop Franciszek Hodur (as W. Warega) in New Roads (Nowe Drogi), Chapter 6, para. 20 from Hodur, A Compilation of Selected Translations by Theodore L. Zawistowski
Veterans program – recording oral histories
My alma mater, Canisius College, will host the New York State Veterans Oral History Program on Tuesday-Thursday May 6th, 7th, and 8th at its archives.
Former New York Governor George Pataki established the program on Veterans’ Day 2000 to preserve the story of New York’s veterans in their own words for future generations. At the time the Governor noted, “The recollections and experiences of New York’s veterans are a precious and irreplaceable resource…(the veterans’) history is our state’s history.”
War has played an important part in the lives of many alums. This project will offer the opportunity for veterans and civilians who worked in the “war effort” of any war -World War II, Korean Conflict, Vietnam, Gulf, Afghanistan and Iraq wars, as well as involvement in Kosovo or the Falkland Islands-to share their memories. Participants will receive a DVD of their oral history, which will be catalogued in the Canisius Archives, as well as the New York State Military Museum & Veterans Research Center.
Michael Russert, Military Historian, New York State Museum & Veterans Research Center will conduct the interviews.
To schedule an appointment or for more information please contact Kathleen DeLaney, Archives Coordinator, at 716-888-2530.




