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| Arthur Martens Apmann, Jr.
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| NO. 17505 • 17 June 1928 – 23 August 1951 |
Died 23 August 1951 in Korea, aged 23 years
Interment: West Point Cemetery, West Point, New York
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ARTHUR MARTENS
APMANN was born in Mt. Kisco, New York on 17 June 1928 to Margaret and Arthur
Apmann. His father was a colonel, USAR, serving in the Corps of Engineers. Art
graduated from Mercersburg Academy, Mercersburg, Pennsylvania in 1945 and
attended Yale for a year before being appointed to West Point from Connecticut
by Senator Hart.
Early in his Plebe Year, Art set out
to become editor of the Howitzer. A roommate
attested that he spent more time at the Howitzer
office than in his own room. In furthering his goal he was a member of the
Photography Club for four years, used his camera frequently, and was the
photographic editor of Fall Out during Plebe Year.
He loved the outdoors and joined the
Fishing Club along with six other classmates in order to camp out on the
reservation on weekends. Little, if any, fishing was done. It was the enjoyment
of the outdoors and the comradeship that interested him. His antics livened up
the outings. To escape the gloom period, they camped out in below‑zero
weather along the shore of frozen Lake Popolopen one weekend in January. That
experience was cold‑weather survival training for Art and several others,
and stood them in good stead during the winter of 1950 in Korea, a place they
had not heard of yet.
As he had hoped, his cadet days culminayed
in his selection as the editor of the 1950 Howitzer. The splendid job he did
coordinating the various aspects of the book and in developing a closely‑knit,
efficient organization resulted in an outstanding yearbook. There was promise
for a successful and fulfilling career ahead of him.
Upon graduation, Art chose the Corps
of Engineers and received orders to report to Camp Stoneman, California,
for shipment to the Far East Command. A
company mate with similar orders agreed to meet Art in Chicago and drive his
new car to the West Coast where he would sell it. They took a week to drive to
California, visiting Art's family and friends in Denver, sightseeing and
nightclubbing. Arriving at Camp Stoneman two days early, the company mate had a
car to sell and wanted to see San Francisco. But, North Korea had attacked
South Korea on 25 June during graduation leave, and Art wanted to sign in
immediately and join his new organization. He signed in on 15 August and flew I
out that night to Japan. It was like him to eagerly answer the call to duty.
At Camp Drake he was assigned to the
185th Engineer Combat Battalion, a Xth United States Army Corps unit, then
assembling at Camp Zama. As a new Engineer combat platoon leader, Art helped in
loading the battalion's equipment onto sea‑going craft and departed for
the Inchon amphibious landing with his unit, supporting the1st Marine Division
and the 7th Infantry Division.
The collapse of the North Korean
Army, following the Inchon landing, set the stage for a series of rapid unit
moves. Through these early months of the war, Art was leading his platoon in
building and repairing the roads and bridges of the supply routes to the two
divisions. It was a dirty, dusty, nerve‑jarring and monotonous task he
accomplished with stoic cheerfulness that overlaid a determined and ambitious
spirit
Regrouping in Pusan, the Xth Corps
embarked for another amphibious landing near Iwon, North Korea to envelope die
eastern flank of the North Korean Army. The landing in the late fall of 1950
was accomplished with the two US divisions racing to the Yalu River, the 185th
close by. However, the entry of the Chinese Army into the way altered plans
dramatically.
Under the steady force of the
numerically superior Chinese Communist Army, the Xth Corps executed a
retrograde operation and debarked successfully at Hungnam.
Hence, Art was soon back in South
Korea with his engineer platoon, maintaining the main supply routes on the east
coast. The mountainous terrain, steep‑sided river valleys and the rainy
season made such work an engineering challenge which he relished, particularly
since his promotion to first lieutenant now signified his nearly seven months
of continual combat Engineer experience.
Art’s demeanor was always
inquisitive, cooperative and professional. He went the extra mile to do the job
right or to help. On 23 August 1951, a day during the rainy season, he and the
battalion commander stood on the bank of a rainswollen river watching the
build‑up of debris around the floats of an M2 floating treadway bridge.
The water pressure against the debris
was becoming a threat to the stability of the floating bridge. Art went out
onto the precarious bridge, crawled to the edge of the pontoon and plunged his
bayonet into the fabric, intending to deflate it in order to open a freeway for
the debris to pass. Unfortunately, with the loss of structural support from the
collapsed pontoon, the wooden saddle assembly also collapsed, tossing Art into
the torrent. His body was recovered and returned to West Point for burial in
the cemetery.
Art Apmann's youthful, unfearful
willingness and diligence have been inspirational. One remembers his passing
with sadness yet with the pride of having been his classmate and fellow
soldier. Like so many young men, he had so little time, yet like so few, he did
the most with the time he had.
- Bill Howe, Lloyd Mielenz, George Lear
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USMA 1950