When Men are Tested - Introduction
Jul. 13, 2017
Introduction, the battlefield of my father's youth. Perhaps no other individual battle is as well known by the general populace as the battle for Iwo Jima. Some claim that the most famous picture in the history of photography was taken there of the men raising the flag on Mount Suribachi. This was the first foreign flag raised on Japanese soil in many generations, and it meant the death knell to Japanese expansionism and ultimately the end of the Pacific War. Because Iwo Jima was the battlefield of my father's youth, it was also the vortex where everything in his family background was severely tested and revealed.
William Edward Brown was a small-town boy, just twenty years old when he enlisted to fight for his country. He never could have imagined the ferocity of the battles he would face. Furthermore, he could not have anticipated the lasting impression these battles would leave, not only on his life, but on the lives of his unborn children as well. For many years I have thought about that island and what happened there. It was a world of foxholes, flame throwers, unrelenting artillery blasts, bombings, jeeps, fighter planes, explosions and death.
Thousands of Marines were ushered into eternity while doing their duty. Many of my father's fellow pilots were lost until one day He found himself alone in his tent, the last one alive. Alfred, Lord Tennyson, said it well, Stormed at, was shot and shell, Bravely they rode and well, into the jaws of death, into the mouth of hell. My father was just a boy back then. They were all boys.
It's shocking to think that it was nineteen and twenty year old boys who flew B-29s and P-51 Mustangs and stormed the beaches. The youth of our nation fired howitzers and flame throwers and dove on top of grenades. It was young people who saved the world from Hirohito and Hitler. It was high-octane danger and courage. Manhood was tested, forged, and tempered at Iwo Jima.
This is difficult to explain, but I love the island of Iwo Jima. For the men who were there, it was hell on earth, but for me it has been a rallying point for powerful principles of manhood. Sixty years after the battle in 2005, three generations of Browns returned to Iwo Jima and stood on the ground where the flag was raised on Mount Suribachi. It was thrilling for me to be there with my father and my son and daughter, to look over the battlefield and see with my own eyes the places my father told me about all my life. When I stood atop