Opposing Windmills

The Windmill at Naveau - Napoléon's Command Post
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"Sire?" Berthier was loathe to interrupt the Emperor's scan of the battlefield before them, but interrupt he must.

Napoléon snapped his glass shut then turned with a grin to his chief of staff, "This had better be good news, Berthier. From what I can see, the old Prussian only has two corps on the field."

Berthier handed the Emperor a piece of paper, "Sire, good news indeed. This a message from Maréchal Davout. He has the bulk of Reille's corps in position and intends to attack before the sun goes down. He hopes to have the crossroads at Quatre Bras before the morning."

"This is most excellent news, will we know ..."

Napoléon paused as his trained ear heard what sounded like cannon fire, "Do you hear that, Ruty?"

Général de Division Charles-Étienne-François Ruty, commanding the artillery of the Armée du Nord, nodded and said, "I do, Sire, three distinct reports followed by what you hear now."

The distant rumble of artillery fire could be heard distinctly in the direction of the left wing under Davout. Everyone paused and listened, then the Emperor spoke.

"Ruty, begin your bombardment of those Prussians displayed on the slopes across the way. Soult, prepare to launch your assault when Ruty judges the enemy sufficiently softened up. Vandamme to go in between Wagnelée and St. Amand, Gérard to go straight in at Ligny."

"Général Grouchy¹, I want your cavalry prepared to come in hard on the heels of the infantry. I shall batter them with my guns, fix them with my infantry, then cut them to red ribbons with your horsemen."

Turning to see where Ney had got to, the Emperor saw him coming up the stairs of the mill, more red faced than usual. Napoléon had expected him before now.

"Ney! Glad you could join us."

Maréchal Ney stopped and glared at his Emperor, "My apologies, Sire, Mouton's damned train is blocking the road back to Charleroi. I'm late because I was hurrying your Guard to this place. Look, there!"

Napoléon's temper seemed on the verge of exploding, then he saw what Le Rougeaud was gesturing at, the main body of the Imperial Guard Chasseurs à Pied² were deploying behind the mill. Not far behind were the Grenadiers à Pied³ and the Guard artillery.

"Well done, Ney. It seems you have recaptured the fire which has driven you since you were a sergeant of hussars."

"Shall I order the Guard artillery to join the main battery?" Ney asked.

"Discuss that with Général Ruty, but I think yes, the line would benefit from having the Guard 12-pounders⁴ in action. Now go, make it happen!"

Blücher's CP was at the Brye windmill, Napoléon's CP was at the Naveau windmill
(Both circled in blue above)
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"Verdammt! Where is Thielmann? Without him we cannot hold here."

Blücher's chief of staff, Gneisenau answered, "I have sent multiple messengers to hurry III Corps along. It seems that a bridge in Namur was sabotaged, which started a fire and General von Thielmann had to direct his men around that city. Might I remind you, Herr Generalfeldmarschall, it is too late to withdraw, Bonaparte is over there with the bulk of his army and ..."

The discussion was interrupted by a young cavalry officer on a horse which had been hard ridden, "Herr General, the lead elements of III Corps have reached Mazy, five kilometers to the southeast of Sombreffe!"

Gneisenau looked worried, before he could speak the old field marshal spoke, "Very well, we shall fight them here. We must hold until Thielmann can throw his weight onto our left flank."

As those words came out of his mouth, the French artillery began firing.

¹ In this timeline Napoléon has not yet given Grouchy a marshal's baton. The name is pronounced "groo-she," not as the word is pronounced in English.

² Literally "hunters on foot," the light infantry of the Imperial Guard

³ Literally "grenadiers on foot," the heavy infantry of the Imperial Guard. It's worth noting that the Guard also had Chasseurs à Cheval and Grenadiers à Cheval, light and heavy cavalry respectively.

⁴ Field artillery were designated by the weight of their shot, the standard cannon of the day were 8 and 9-pounders. Horse artillery, where the entire battery was mounted, were lighter still, sometimes as light as 4-pounders.

Dealing with Local Gummint!

 First....Don't if at all possible.  Second...Don't trust 'em.  Third, keep a copy of every piece of  paperwork they give you and, even more important, every one you send those jerks, because they keep their copy until your corpse is 10,000 years gone. Unless they lose it, then that's YOUR fault.

Just sayin'.

So, juvat, where did this theory come to fruition.

Y'all know that Halloween afternoon last year I had an AFib incident. My heart was beating very irregularly and blood wasn't being pushed to areas of my body that reIied on it.  In my case it was the brain, I blacked out and lost control of my truck which had the cruise control on at 75MPH (the posted speed limit).  It went off the side of the road into a ravine and hit a rock.  I've mentioned my respect for Ford trucks and that respect was reinforced. Upon hitting the rock, the engine compartment was crushed almost all the way to the firewall..  However, the rest of my F-150 was intact, thankfully including the passenger compartment.  The truck was, of course, totaled,  but the Missus and I were ok, not great.  I had a couple of cracked vertebrae in my neck and my sternum was pretty well broken.  Still hurts a bit it does.  Mrs J had a few bruises across her chest where the seat belt forcibly stopped her forward motion.  I also had mine on, but it didn't stop me before I hit the steering column, hence the injuries.

But...We live on.

Around the 1st of June, AKA about 10 weeks ago, I got a letter from the DMV that said I could resume driving as soon as they received a letter from my Doctor saying my condition was good enough.  So, I did.  I sent that in and started driving again.  That was June 9th.

This week, I got a messaged from the DMV saying that I was prohibited from driving as I hadn't submitted the proper paper work.

Whiskey Tango Fox Oscar!

I sent those weinies copies of the paperwork the first week in June when they requested it.  I've been driving since then without any problems whatsoever.  NOW, they send me a message saying I have to come and testify at their office?

Yankee Golf Tango  Bravo Sierra Mike! 

So, I'm back to being chauffeured by Mrs J until this gets resolved.  Not happy! Neither she nor I.

November Sierra, Sherlock! 

We shall see what we shall see!

You may have detected a very small, minute amount of irritation in this blog post vis a vis, state gummint. If so, you are very astute. My recommendation, every interaction you have with them, keep every piece of paper, and a copy of every piece of paper you give them in a very safe place.  It's not a guarantee of victory, but it least reduces the chance of defeat. 

Sorry for the rant! 

Peace out y'all! 

 

 

 

Old Friends, Now Enemies

Le maréchal Davout sur le champ de bataille.¹
Jacques Onfroy de Bréville dit OB (PD)

Maréchal Davout adjusted his spectacles after having handed his glass to an aide. He was sure that the troops occupying the village ahead, Frasnes according to his map, were Dutchmen. Nassauers to be more precise. All he had on hand at the moment were four squadrons of the Guard Red Lancers. Oddly enough, that unit, originally raised for the Dutch Guard, when it was part of France, still had a few Dutchmen in their ranks. He wasn't worried about their loyalty. They were fanatically devoted to Napoléon.

"Nassauers, Sir. From what I can see, they have no flank support," the aide spoke, confirming the Marshal's observation.

Turning to de Colbert, the commander of the lancer regiment, he pointed to the village ahead and spoke, "Flank them de Colbert, send one squadron right up the middle. I don't think they mean to hold this far forward."

"Sir!" de Colbert turned his mount and went to join his men.

"How far back is Reille?"

"No more than an hour, Sir."

Davout pulled his watch from his waistcoat, consulted it, then looked at the angle of the sun above the horizon. "I make it to be six of the clock, François, we have at least four more hours of light at this time of year. Send someone back to get Reille to move his ass."

Lieutenant François Bessette, wrote a message and handed it to one of the junior aides, who set off at once.

"I don't like this, Sir." Sergeant Schoneveld was nervous as he and his officer watched the French cavalry begin to ride to either side of the village.

"They're just cavalry, Schoneveld, we're safe among these buildings." 1e Luitenant Wilhelm Höelschen admonished his senior non-commissioned officer.

"Do you reckon they're alone, Sir? I'd bet my next years' pay that there are infantry coming up the road from Charleroi, a lot of infantry. And those aren't just any cavalry, Sir. Those are Guard lancers, you can see their Polish caps."

At that point Höelschen started to get a little nervous. There was nothing behind them until you got to Quatre Bras, some four kilometers north along the main road to Brussels.

"Alright, let's fall back, quickly now, Bijleveld's battery is covering the road at Le Balcan farm, the rest of the battalion is there as well. I think that is what Bonaparte wants us to do. This time, I'll oblige the man."

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After the Nassauers had been hustled back out of Frasnes, Davout sat on his horse, looking north as the first unit of Général de Division Reille's II Corps began marching past. Beside him was the commander of Reille's 1st Brigade of the 5th Division, Général de Brigade Baron Pierre-Antoine Husson.

"According to my map, Quatre Bras would be an excellent spot for Monsieur Wellington to stop us. But my scouts tell me that the crossroads is only held by a smattering of Dutchmen and Belgians, we probably know some of them." Davout's harsh laugh sparked a memory for Husson.

"Brave men, Sir. This area once belonged to France."

"And it will again, if we maneuver carefully and hit the enemy hard. Ah, there is Reille."

Davout nodded in the direction of a mounted general officer surrounded by members of his staff as they left the road and approached Davout's position. It was indeed Général de Division Comte Honoré Charles Reille.

"It's about time, Reille. The sun will set in a couple of hours, I want the crossroads at Quatre Bras before then. Get your men to move faster."

"They're exhausted, Sir, they've been marching since early this morning."

"They can rest once we have the crossroads, and not a moment before. Now move them, Reille, build a fire under your brigade commanders."

Reille's face didn't betray what he was thinking, but he knew that Davout was right.

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Davout, Reille, and Reille's division and brigade commanders were gathered around a table in the kitchen of a farm on the main road. Someone had mentioned that it was owned by the Delsot family, none of whom were around, no doubt they had fled when the Emperor's army had crossed the border.

Davout pointed to the rough map his engineer had prepared, "We need to take these three places before we can seize the crossroads, and we must be quick about it, les anglais won't look to Mons once the Dutchmen report our men moving on Quatre Bras. Two infantry corps and a cavalry division tend to get attention. To the west is this farm, Grand Pierrepont I'm told. In the center is the farm of Gemioncourt, and in the east is the village of Piraumont. It's swampy on that flank so I don't want to make a major effort there, screening those positions off should be enough."

Reille leaned over the map and pointed at the forest behind Grand Pierrepont, "There must be light infantry in those woods, that's where I'd put my lights if I was defending the crossroads."

Davout nodded, "You have at least 7,000 light troops in your corps, yes?"

"Sir, I have five regiments of infanterie légère², the 1st, 2nd, 4th, 11th, and 12th, thirteen battalions all told. There are a solid core of veterans in each battalion, most of the men have at least two campaigns, Leipzig and the battle for France in '14. Some have been with the eagles since Austerlitz. They are hungry for revenge."

Davout nodded again, "Use your infanterie légère to clear this wood," pointing at the Bois de Bossu³ on the map, "Once you've cleared the wood, have your men put pressure on whoever is holding the crossroads. Also, have them prepare to hold the wood against any forces coming down from Brussels or over from Nivelles."

Reille's chief of staff was busy preparing the orders to launch the light infantry on their mission so he almost missed what Davout said next.

"The Emperor has promised me Kellermann's III Cavalry Corps, they are still well back on the road to France. But I want a heavy attack launched on Gemioncourt, once that farm is cleared we should be able to attack the crossroads directly."

Reille looked at his chief of staff, "III Cavalry Corps is composed of heavy cavalry, nearly 4,000 sabers. Our biggest division is the 6th, that of Prince Jérôme, at nearly 8,000 men it's nearly twice the size of the other divisions, he has some very good regiments in his outfit. We'll use him to hit Gemioncourt, once that falls, we'll push on up the road, provided we can have the support of Kellermann's heavies."

Davout nodded yet again, "You shall have them."

Turning to his own chief of staff he said, "Send a message to Comte d'Erlon⁴, have him gather his corps around Frasnes, have him detach one division to march here. The remainder must be prepared to either join us at Quatre Bras, or march to the Emperor's aid in the direction of Marbais. From there he can either fall on Blücher's right flank, should the Prussians choose to stand there, or come in on Wellington's left flank at Quatre Bras."

Jérôme Bonaparte spoke up, "You speak of Wellington as if he is on the field, my brother, who I talked to last night, said that the English commander is still in Brussels. We're facing Dutchmen and Belgians here. I do not see a problem with us taking the crossroads. Comte d'Erlon should move towards Marbais immediately. At least that is my opinion."

Everyone looked at the Emperor's brother, the one time King of Westphalia, a corps commander in Russia, now a division commander, rather a long fall everyone thought but never mentioned in the Prince's presence.

Général de Division Baron Gilbert Bachelu, commanding Reille's 5th Division, spoke up, "My Prince, many of those Dutchmen and Belgians marched under our banners in the past. They learned their trade from your brother, the Emperor. I wouldn't look down on their abilities."

Prince Jérôme shook his head, "I still say we shall sweep them from the field tomorrow."

Davout interrupted, "Tomorrow, my Prince? You misunderstand me, we march immediately. I want to present the crossroads of Quatre Bras to the Emperor this very day. The signal to march will be three cannon shot. Is everyone clear?"

Those present nodded, then left to prepare their commands.

Davout checked his time piece once more, a half past seven, the sun would set in an hour. But at this time of year, the twilight lingered nearly another hour after that. He might not seize the crossroads tonight, but he would drive the enemy out of their forward positions, giving him the advantage should he need to continue the fight on the morrow.

He paused for a moment and turned to an aide, "Matthieu, today is the 15th, yes?"

"Yes Sir, Thursday, the 15th of June."

He nodded, today, or tomorrow, might go down in history as the day the Empire was saved. Only time would tell.

¹ Marshal Davout on the battlefield.

² Light infantry.

³ Bossu Wood.

⁴ Général de Division Comte Jean-Baptiste Drouet d'Erlon, commander of I Corps.

Neel Kearby MOH

Col Neel Kearby

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OK, this is another Medal of Honor recipient, Neel Kearby. We've been reading about Bomber crews lately and that's also an extreme exhibition of courage. However, this time the hero was a fighter pilot and did combat in WWII in the Pacific. In addition, he's a Texan born and raised. The only down tic in his record is he attended one of the University of Texas campuses. Boo! A&M or Tech, Yay! Ahh Well! He joined the Army Air Corps in 1937 and earned his wings at Randolph AFB and Kelly AFB both in the San Antonio area. So...He's a Texan!

When WWII broke out, he was in command of a fighter squadron (called Pursuit Squadrons at the time) to protect the Panama Canal using P-39 Airacobras. Not an overly good aircraft, better ones would be coming soon. In October 1942 he took command of the 348th fighter group and trained them to fly the P-47 Thunderbolt.

The group was deployed to Australia and then further deployed to New Guinea where they started fighting the Japanese.

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On October 11 1943, Col Kearby lead a 4 ship of P-47 and overflew Wewak Airfield on the north side of New Guinea. Some 40 Japanese fighters were airborne. He and his flight engaged the fighters. The video below will describe some of their tactics. He and his wingmen used their advantage against the Japanese disadvantage. He was higher than the Japanese could fly. His flight would dive from above, shooting from above ,then pull up and climb out and do it again. Kearby himself shot down 6 aircraft on this flight, making him an Ace. In all a total of 9 Japanese were shot down in this engagement. General George Kenney recommended Col Kirby for the Medal of Honor.

On March 5, 1944 he is on a Combat Air Patrol (AKA looking for bad guy aircraft and shooting them down). He has 21 Japanese airplanes that he had shot down on his record. Again they're in the vicinity of the Japanese held airfield at Wewak. He spots 3 Japanese fighter and attacks them. Shooting at one he doesn't get enough hits to bring it down, so reattacks. On doing so, other Japanese fighters attack him and shot him down. According to the local population, he successfully bailed out, got tangled up in his parachute in a tree and died from bullet wounds from the attack.

His remains were recovered and identified in 1947 and were transferred to the United States and he was reburied at Sparkman-Hillcrest Memorial Park Cemetery in 1949.

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Rest in Peace, Warrior!

A gift from the Citizens of Arlington TX

Victory	Date	Location	Aircraft	Notes on claim
1	09/04/43	Hopoi	Betty	First aerial victory claim.
2	09/04/43	Hopoi	Oscar	Second aerial victory claim.
3	09/14/43	Malahang	Dinah	Third aerial victory claim.
4	10/11/43	Boram Airfield	Zeke [sic Oscar]	Fourth aerial victory claim.
5	10/11/43	Boram	Zeke [sic Oscar]	Fifth aerial victory claim, became an "ace"
6	10/11/43	Boram	Hap [sic Oscar]	Sixth aerial victory claim.
7	10/11/43	Boram	Hap [sic Oscar]	Seventh aerial victory claim.
8	10/11/43	Boram	Ki-61 Tony	Eighth aerial victory claim.
9	10/11/43	Boram	Ki-61 Tony	Ninth aerial victory claim.
10	10/16/43	Wewak	Zeke	Tenth aerial victory claim.
11	10/19/43	Wewak	F1M2 Pete	Eleventh aerial victory claim.
12	10/19/43	Wewak	F1M2 Pete	Twelfth aerial victory claim.
13	12/03/43	Wewak	Zeke [sic Oscar]	Thirteenth aerial victory claim.
14	12/03/43	Wewak	Zeke [sic Oscar]	Fourteenth aerial victory claim.
15	12/03/43	Wewak	Zeke [sic Oscar]	Fifteenth aerial victory claim.
	12/07/43	Boram Airfield	Ki-61 Tony	Claimed as damaged.
16	12/22/43	Wewak	Zeke [sic Oscar]	Sixteenth aerial victory claim.
17	12/23/43	Dagua Airfield	Ki-61 Tony	Seventeenth aerial victory claim.
18	01/03/44	Wewak	Ki-21 Sally [sic]	Eighteenth aerial victory claim.
19	01/03/44	Wewak	Zeke [sic Oscar]	Nineteenth aerial victory claim.
20	01/09/44	Wewak Harbor	Ki-61 Tony	Twenty aerial victory claim.
21	01/09/44	Wewak Harbor	Ki-61 Tony	Twenty-first aerial victory claim.
	02/27/44	Cape Hoskins	Ki-21 Sally	Claimed as damaged.
22	03/05/44	Wewak	Nell [sic Ki-48 Lily]	Twenty-second aerial victory claim.

P-47 from LtCol Kirby's Group

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Col Kearby's Citation

For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity above and beyond the call of duty in action with the enemy, Col. Kearby volunteered to lead a flight of 4 fighters to reconnoiter the strongly defended enemy base at Wewak. Having observed enemy installations and reinforcements at 4 airfields, and secured important tactical information, he saw an enemy fighter below him, made a diving attack and shot it down in flames. The small formation then sighted approximately 12 enemy bombers accompanied by 36 fighters. Although his mission had been completed, his fuel was running low, and the numerical odds were 12 to 1, he gave the signal to attack. Diving into the midst of the enemy airplanes he shot down 3 in quick succession. Observing 1 of his comrades with 2 enemy fighters in pursuit, he destroyed both enemy aircraft. The enemy broke off in large numbers to make a multiple attack on his airplane but despite his peril he made one more pass before seeking cloud protection. Coming into the clear, he called his flight together and led them to a friendly base. Col. Kearby brought down 6 enemy aircraft in this action, undertaken with superb daring after his mission was completed

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neel_E._Kearby

https://www.nationalmuseum.af.mil/Visit/Museum-Exhibits/Fact-Sheets/Display/Article/196209/col-neel-e-kearby-pacific-thunderbolt-ace/

Pics https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/9805/neel-ernest-kearby#view-photo=25749823

Aerial Victories https://pacificwrecks.com/people/veterans/kearby/index.html

Home town celebration. https://www.arlingtontx.gov/News-Articles/2025/November/A-Look-Back-Remembering-Local-Medal-of-Honor-Recipient-Neel-Kearby