Our Medics, Then and Now

Medics unloading casualties from air evacuation flights

My Uncle Harry was an Aidman in WWII, which is what Medics were called then. He drove one of these Dodge ambulances from Normandy, through Belgium, France and into Germany. He told me about crawling out of a hole after an artillery bombardment, to find his ambulance full of holes. It still ran fine.

Ambulance hit by an IED in Iraq.

One night, my co-driver and I parked the ambulance and went to sleep in an abandoned farmouse. The next morning we came out and found a wounded German soldier in the back. The Germans would leave their wounded with us, because they knew we would take care of them.

Cpl. Harry S. in an interview July, 2006

We had to work on some insurgents two weeks ago. It was probably one of the more difficult things I've had to do being out here. Saving the life of somone that tried to kill us isn't on my list of things to do. But we did it and they went to jail.

Spc. Carlos G. in a letter July, 2006