A Gathering of Heroes
By Larry Johnson on September 28, 2008 at 8:25 PM in Current Affairs
I met several unheralded American heroes today and wanted to take a moment to honor them. Three in particular moved me for some unknown reason–Joseph Matula, Frank J. Matula, and Bernard Kellerman. The Matula boys are from New Jersey. Bernie Kellerman is a New Yorker. They are permanent residents of St. Avold American Cemetery, Avenue de Fayetteville, in eastern France. St. Avold is the largest American military graveyard in Europe. It is the resting place for 10,489 American soldiers.
The Matula brothers are one of 28 sets of brothers who lie side-by-side in this cemetery. Bernard Kellerman lies in rest in the next row west of the Matulas. I don’t know much about them. Joseph Matula served in the 143rd Infantry, 36 Division. He died on 11 February 1945. His brother, Frank, was in the 714th Bomber Squadron, 448 Bomber Group and survived his brother by two months. His cross carries the date, 16 April 1945. Bernard Kellerman also served in the Army Air Corps and was attached to the 450th Bomber Group. His life was taken on 23rd February 1944.
Most of the markers in the cemetery are crosses, but there are several stars of David marking the graves of Jewish Americans who died fighting to free Europe from the grip of Nazi terror.
I wondered about the family and friends they left behind. Did they have a chance to marry? Or were they pimply faced kids who gave their lives before finding romance? I am pretty sure they never met a foreign leader. I am also pretty certain none had traveled outside the United States until their country called. When they embarked on their military service I am sure each expected to return home. But they did not. I wonder how the trauma of losing these young men affected their families? I know they lived on in the memories of those who loved them.
They now lie in repose, surround by their warrior brothers. They have each other. They inhabit a space that most Americans will never visit or know firsthand. They fought for something greater than themselves and paid with their lives. It is important that we do not forget these men and others like them, who are resting in graveyards scattered around the globe.
The St. Avold Cemetery is a beautiful, serene place less than 100 kilometers from Germany. I think the best time to visit is early in the morning (the gates open at 8am) because the Sun will reflect off of the front of each cross and star of David. Although almost 50 years have passed since the cemetery was dedicated in July 1960, the grave markers are pristine and sparkle when touched by the light of the Sun. This is different than Arlington National Cemetery. There our soldiers, sailors, marines, and air force personnel are home. They are in the bosom of their nation.
The boys (and I’m sure there are some girls) lying at rest on a foreign soil are far from the homes that gave them life and taught them love for their country and duty to mankind. It is important that we remember these brave souls. Their lives are a reminder that even those not known to the public, those seemingly anonymous souls, did something important that changed the course of history and, despite the problems facing the world today, gave life and hope to future generations. May they rest in peace.


















