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Howe High grad thought dead in WWII, but survived as POW
James Gee Lost in Java Battle
From the Howe Messenger, March 20, 1942
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Word was received late Monday night from the War Department that James W Gee, son of Mr and Mrs John Gee of Frisco, formerly of Howe, was lost in the sinking of the Cruiser Houston in the battle of Java, February 28 James was born at Howe, August 27, 1921, and attended grammar and high school here, graduating in 1937, after which he attended a short while at the North Texas Teachers College at Denton and then worked his way through two years at the University of Texas In the summer of 1940, he enlisted in the Marine Corps and was stationed in San Diego for a time Later he was assigned to sea duty on the Houston and was based at Manila
Immediate relatives are his father and mother; three sisters, Mrs Mildred McFarland and Miss Estelle Gee of Dallas and Miss Oleta Gee of Perin Field; one brother, Benny Gee of Frisco
James Gee - Lost in action on the Cruiser Houston - February 28, 1942
From the Howe Messenger, March 20, 1942
To those who knew and loved Jimmie, this brings closure to us the bitter realization that this is indeed our war
It is not only ours because of our own future, and the future and safety of those dependent upon us are at stake, but it is ours because we have been in the middle for the past 25 years are the cause of it Yes, we are, God help us!
Away back 25 years ago, when we were fighting a "war to end wars," and a war "to make the world safe for democracy", we made some tragic errors and blunders somewhere that have let this one come about You did not bring it on, Jimmie You only had to go forth in your splendid young manhood and die, because we who failed you before were born are too old to bare our breasts to a savage enemy
We feel like baring our heads and apologizing to every fine young man we see in uniform Can you forgive us, Jimmie? We loved you like our own We never had a son, and always wanted one, and we have loved to imagine that if we had a son, he would be just like you, Jimmie, long-legged, clearyeyed, smiling, kind, lovable
May the pride of having borne such a son be of immeasurable comfort to your sorrowing parents!
It might not have been necessary for you to die, Jimmie, if even for the past few years we had not had our heads stuck in the sand, like ostriches, determined in our minds that there could be no peril to us because we refused to see it.
If we had been making planes, ships, and munitions 24 hours a day, seven days a week since the outbreak of this war, and sending them to those fighting aggressors, there were, and are plenty of them to whip Hitler's Mussolini's, and the illegitimate Son of Heaven's ears down, plenty of Russians and Chinamen alone, to say nothing of the brave, dogged determined Dutch and English and soldiers of valiant little Greece
You, personally, might not have been needed in Java to face a vastly superior armed foe, The little brown treacherous devils from Hell would never have attacked us if they had not known for a certainty that we were lacking in the only things that they respect - cold steel and hot lead
But now you are gone, Jimmie and the tragedy of tragedies is that your loss will be reflected in tens of thousands of other communities like ours We make this pledge to you and others who have died that we might live - that we here and now rededicate ourselves, our resources, our influence, and everything that we have or can command, toward the winning of this war, and to the consummation of a really just and lastiing peace this time, a peace where really peaceful people can live in freedom and real security, and where the covetous and power maddened war glorifiers can never again organize and build up the power to pillage, rape and murder peaceloving people so that again, unborn young men may have to go forth a generation from now and die for wrongs in which they had no part
- Mr and Mrs S L Ricketts
A Letter To Jimmie
From the Howe Enterprise, April 16, 1964 - by Mame Roberts
No, Jimmie, we shall never forget you.
You were born here and grew up here You attended Howe schools and Sunday School with other kids, You were such a little fellow with such a big smile: everybody was your friend
We remember when you graduated from the Howe High School and then enrolled in The University of Texas We remember when you enlisted in the U S Marines It was during World War II Your ship was the USS Houston, which was sent into the thick of combat in the Pacific
We shall never forget when the news came that the USS Houston had been sunk by a Japanese torpedo - "All men aboard were lost " Three and a half years went by - we grieved for you as dead
We wanted to erect a memorial to you.
Then glorious came - you were alive - but a prisoner of war You were those three and a half years in twenty-five prison camps from Java to Japan Your body bore bayonet wounds By a miracle, you survived and came home to start all over in rebuilding your life
Again, you have done another good job You are now an executive with a big manufacturing company in Dallas
We remember that you married the beautiful Miss Shirley Tewell, daughter of a former Ambassador to Mexico You have a fine son
We are proud of you, Jimmie Jimmie is James Warren Gee, son of Mrs John Gee and the late Mr John Gee, longtime residents of Howe
James Gee - In his words
From The Blue Bonnet, Volume 73, Issue 2, August, 2015
After surviving the death railway, U S S Houston Marine survivor James Gee was eventually transported to a POW coal mining camp near Nagasaki, Japan
“We were about 45 miles from Nagasaki (by train) We probably felt the bomb and heard the darn thing, but we didn’t know it because we heard a lot of explosions that we didn’t know what in the world they were But we knew one thing: There were hardly any Japanese planes in the sky We knew occasionally that American planes were in the area from the air raid sounds We knew things were shaping up in our favor After Hiroshima, they called us on the parade ground, and this is when we had our biggest run down through the city This is when people were jeering at us because of the number of people that had been killed. But, anyway, Nagasaki was hit next, and we were called onto the parade ground, and the Japanese in a formal ceremony told us what had happened and said that America and Japan were now friends and that they wanted to treat us the very best they could and that they were sorry for all the hardships that we’d suffered and all that And in just fifteen minutes’ time, they switched from our major enemy to our best friend, and to seal this, to let us know they meant it, they turned over their rifles and ammunition to us, which we accepted without hesitation We had a man who made an American flag and had carried it with him for quite a while, and we took the Stars and Stripes and replaced that rising sun with Old Glory That was the end of our POW days Of course, we were pretty stunned That first day, we took our rifles and we walked out across the countryside looking for food ”
Step back in time with the 1963 Howe "Fire Boys"
The recipe of the year 55 years ago in Howe consisted of:
1 1/2 cows (large)
1 rick of seasoned hardwood
1 doz different spices, king size
20 lbs potato chips
50 lbs onions
100 lbs cabbage
15 lbs carrots
24 gal beans
6 gal pickles
4 gal. catsup
1 gal salad dressing
10 loaves of bread
80 gal of iced tea
94 man hours worked
Properly prepared, it is called Fireman's Barbecue, serves 700
Wonder what an event like that would raise in 2018 for
