{"id":477,"date":"2010-12-14T01:29:43","date_gmt":"2010-12-13T23:29:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/?page_id=477"},"modified":"2023-03-18T14:52:50","modified_gmt":"2023-03-18T13:52:50","slug":"biography-3","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/veterans-of-worldwar-2\/howard-e-merryman\/biography-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Biography Howard E. Merryman"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">Howard Ellsworth Merryman<br \/>\nwas born on October 6, 1912, in Steelton, PA.<\/h3>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-481 aligncenter\" title=\"Howard E. Merryman\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/howard-e-merryman-256x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"256\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/howard-e-merryman-256x300.jpg 256w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/howard-e-merryman-876x1024.jpg 876w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 256px) 100vw, 256px\" \/><\/h2>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">His parents were Howard M. &amp; Florence Merryman.<br \/>\nHe was raised in Erie, PA.<br \/>\nWhere he got married to<br \/>\nGrace G. Wurst on August 19,1934.<br \/>\nWith her, he got 1 daughter Barbara, and 2 sons Alan &amp; James.<\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">Howard was drafted into the military on April 12, 1944. He received his basic training at Camp Swift, Texas. He was sent overseas on October 12th, 1944. He was assigned to the Army Corps of Engineers, 3rd platoon, Company A, 1252nd Combat Battalion. In February 1945 they were attached to General Patton&#8217;s 3rd Army.<\/h3>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-978 aligncenter\" title=\"3rd Army Patch\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/P003.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"160\" height=\"160\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/P003.jpg 160w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/P003-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 160px) 100vw, 160px\" \/><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/engineercorps.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-full wp-image-932 aligncenter\" title=\"Engineer Corps\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/engineercorps.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"325\" height=\"191\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/engineercorps.gif 542w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/engineercorps-300x176.gif 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 325px) 100vw, 325px\" \/><\/a><\/h2>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">PFC Howard E. Merryman was killed in Winseler, Luxembourg on February 20, 1945.<br \/>\nHere is a letter his wife Grace got from a buddy, called Pfc. Freeman Lybarger in<br \/>\nAugust 1945.<\/h3>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1027 aligncenter\" title=\"Howard Merryman 5 days before he was KIA\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/howard-merryman-5-days-before-he-was-KIA.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"330\" height=\"478\" \/><\/h2>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Mr. Lybarger\u2019s account:<\/em><br \/>\n<em>\u201cThis patrol already had one man killed and one wounded separately\u00a0<\/em><br \/>\n<em>and were returning to the rear. \u00a0There was one place about three city <\/em><br \/>\n<em>blocks from the town where the road turned sharply on the side of a <\/em><br \/>\n<em>hill that was exposed to the machine gun fire from a pill box across the river.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>As the men made a fast run across this place, Howard was hit in the leg.<\/em><br \/>\n<em>He stayed down on the road for about a minute and machine gun<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bullets were tearing up the road like rain. \u00a0He saw that he had no chance<\/em><br \/>\n<em>there so made a try for the ditch and protection when another<\/em><br \/>\n<em>bullet hit him in the lower part of the spine and ranged upward and<\/em><br \/>\n<em>out in front. \u00a0He died in a matter of a minute or two.\u00a0 There was no pain as the shock had made him numb. That is my knowledge of how his death happened.\u201d<\/em><\/h3>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-1249 aligncenter\" title=\"Winseler, Luxembourg\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/DSC04423-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"363\" height=\"272\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/DSC04423-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/DSC04423.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 363px) 100vw, 363px\" \/><\/h2>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">He was first buried at the U.S. Military Cemetery in Foy, Belgium.<br \/>\nOn Plot E, Row 8, Grave 188.<\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">His\u00a0Final interment was at Henri-Chapelle American Cemetery, Belgium in 1948 at<br \/>\nPlot F, Row 14, Grave 9.<br \/>\nHe was awarded the Bronze Star and a Purple Heart.<br \/>\nHis Grave is adopted by a local school Classes de 3eme et 4eme Primaire, Ecole de Montzen Gare.<\/h3>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-1287 aligncenter\" title=\"Adoption class\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Montzen-gare-visit-2-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Montzen-gare-visit-2-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Montzen-gare-visit-2-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Montzen-gare-visit-2.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/h2>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/h2>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-930 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/0011-e1306262388333.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"407\" height=\"574\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/0011-e1306262388333.jpg 1684w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/0011-e1306262388333-213x300.jpg 213w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/0011-e1306262388333-727x1024.jpg 727w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 407px) 100vw, 407px\" \/><\/h2>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/FdyeCSmYpOE\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\">In 2010 Howard&#8217;s daughter Barbara and her husband, together with her daughter Sue and husband Chuck they visited his grave together with other<br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.awon.org\/awmain.shtml\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"> AWON (American WII Orphan Network)<\/a> members.<\/h2>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\">He Wrote this article in Newsletter of The Star <a href=\"http:\/\/www.awon.org\/awmain.shtml\">AWON<\/a>:<\/h2>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Day 5 will go down as one of the most powerful and memorable in my life. We are here in Liege, Belgium, with AWON. \u00a0They are here to visit the grave of their loved one on Memorial \u00a0Day. Quite frankly, I have always looked at Memorial Day as the unofficial beginning of summer and a day off of work. After today, no Memorial \u00a0Day will never be taken so lightly again. \u00a0NEVER. Sue\u2019s grandfather, \u00a0PFC Howard Merryman, was killed in Luxembourg on February 20, 1945, and is buried in Henri-Chapelle American Cemetery. His marker is our destination today. \u00a0Howard died when Barbara was eight years old. <\/em><br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-937 alignnone\" title=\"DSC_0171\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/DSC_0171.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"392\" height=\"586\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/DSC_0171.jpg 2592w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/DSC_0171-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/DSC_0171-685x1024.jpg 685w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 392px) 100vw, 392px\" \/><br \/>\n<em>Today she told me she was lucky to have known her father. I am sure there were many times in her life she didn\u2019t feel so lucky. Howard is buried with 7,991 other soldiers. They were kids with their lives ahead of them, most of them 18 or 19 years old. Henri -Chapelle is in Hombourg, Belgium, about a 25-minute bus ride through the beautiful countryside. When we arrived you could see a well-manicured lawn and a colonnade of 24 pylons. When you walk through the pylons and look out over the lawn it is breathtaking. You are not sure whether to smile or cry, so you do both. We found PFC Merryman honored in spot F-9-12. His granite cross stood shoulder to shoulder with his comrades, but today he was with his daughter, son-in-law, granddaughter, and me. I did not feel worthy but I did feel honored and blessed. Today I saw the price of war in the crosses bearing the names of the fallen soldiers, and I saw the cost of war in Barbara\u2019s tears. <\/em><br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-934 aligncenter\" title=\"hc510b3\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/hc510b3-e1306267567398.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"452\" height=\"341\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/hc510b3-e1306267567398.jpg 452w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/hc510b3-e1306267567398-300x226.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 452px) 100vw, 452px\" \/><br \/>\n<em>Day 6 somehow topped Day 5. Today was the formal Memorial Day ceremony at Henri-Chapelle. We got to the cemetery early and had time to walk the grounds and spend some private time with each other. Somehow Sue found time to buy different colored roses and garnish to make a bouquet for her mom. \u00a0She gave the flowers to her mom on behalf of each of the five kids: three pink roses representing the girls and two white ones representing the boys. Barbara clung to those flowers with the same passion and love she used to raise her children. When we got to the cemetery Barbara placed some flowers on a grave site for a friend. We decided to go back to Sue\u2019s grandfather\u2019s grave to get a few pi<\/em><em>ctures before the ceremony started. As we approached the grave site we saw a man standing in front of Pfc. Merryman\u2019s grave and he appeared to be praying. We asked his name and he replied Hans Knobloch. When we told him that Barbara was Howard\u2019s daughter and Sue was his granddaughter, Hans smiled. He didn\u2019t know much English but he explained that he was praying for this man and this grave because he felt it was something he had to do. He told us he woke up today and told his wife that he was going to pray for \u201cthis man,\u201d pointing to the name Howard Merryman on the gravestone.<br \/>\nHe was\u00a0<\/em><em>a big man with a gentle nature who had driven 40 kilometers from his home in Germany to attend the Memorial Day ceremony at Henri-Chapelle. He chose this gravestone because of the flowers and said he wondered \u201cwhere all the flowers had gone\u201d-like the song. He sang a few bars for us in German with a big smile on his face. It was obvious even through our limited ability to communicate that he felt that all the graves in the cemetery deserved beautiful flowers like the display that was placed by Barbara at the base of her father&#8217;s granite cross headstone. Hans stayed for a few minutes and tried to communicate his appreciation for Howard and all the Allied Armed Forces. It didn\u2019t matter that he couldn\u2019t find the most eloquent English words; you could feel his admiration and appreciation. If the character of a man is defined by his actions when no one is looking, Hans is a man of the highest character. He closed his eyes and prayed for a name on a granite stone . . . alone on 57 acres of land that were once a battlefield before he was born. . . \u00a0and his only reason was to give thanks. \u00a0When he opened his eyes he saw that man\u2019s daughter and granddaughter and had a chance to share his feelings. It is God\u2019s irony that on the site of such a atrocity can rise such humanity.<\/em><br \/>\n<img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-935 aligncenter\" title=\"mom and daughter merryman\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/mom-and-daughter.bmp\" alt=\"\" \/><br \/>\n<em>The ceremony started with dignitaries filing in and a helicopter landing, marking the arrival of someone important. Personally, I have never been a big ceremony guy. To me, the word ceremony too many times takes the meaning of putting on a show to recognize a few while forgetting the many that supported the recognized few. Today the ceremony recognized the many while a few humbly spoke, and regardless of their social stature, the show was not about them. Now that is what a ceremony should be. Barbara was treated as one of the dignitaries. We were seated in the third row overlooking the cemetery and countless floral arrangements and soldiers standing at attention holding flags. When I turned to see how many people were behind us I could not believe that there were thousands of people, both seated and standing. I have never been to a military cemetery and yet, here I was, in Belgium, and literally, thousands of Europeans from many countries had come specifically to celebrate and pay tribute to U.S. soldiers. It is hard to describe but all of a sudden Hans wasn\u2019t such an anomaly to me. He was representative of a lot of the people in this area, and that warms my heart. Yesterday was about the beauty of the cemetery and the fact that Sue was able to share this experience with her mom. Barbara got to introduce her daughter to her grandfather posthumously. You could feel the peace and love. It was as if honor and duty met its debtor and the debt was forgiven. God dropped 7,992 pebbles in a pond and each one caused its own individual ripples. But over time they overlap, and today I was a spot on the latest ripple caused by PFC Howard Merryman on February 20, 1945. I am confident that over time the ripples go away and we are simply left with a beautiful, quiet reflection pond.<\/em><\/h2>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\"><em>Source: The Star-Issue 58-AWON &#8220;We Speak Their Names&#8221; September 2010<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-936 aligncenter\" title=\"untitled\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/untitled.bmp\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">In 2010 I had the honor to meet Chuck and Sue in Orlando, Florida.<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-943 aligncenter\" title=\"IMG_1668\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/IMG_1668.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"536\" height=\"403\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/IMG_1668.jpg 1824w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/IMG_1668-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/IMG_1668-1024x768.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 536px) 100vw, 536px\" \/><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\">After 67 years we found an old friend of Howard Merryman.<br \/>\nHis name is George R. Moore.<br \/>\nHe served together with him in Camp Swift, Texas all the way through the day he died in Luxembourg.<\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-1111 aligncenter\" title=\"1252nd a company\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/scannen0008-300x215.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"589\" height=\"422\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/scannen0008-300x215.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/scannen0008-1024x736.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/scannen0008.jpg 1416w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 589px) 100vw, 589px\" \/> In the picture below you know can see George R. Moore now.<br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-1114 aligncenter\" title=\"george moore\" src=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/scannen0026-201x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"263\" height=\"393\" \/><a href=\"http:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/World-War-II-veteransmemories-george-mooore.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-6143\" src=\"http:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/World-War-II-veteransmemories-george-mooore-168x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"261\" height=\"466\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/World-War-II-veteransmemories-george-mooore-168x300.jpg 168w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/World-War-II-veteransmemories-george-mooore-393x700.jpg 393w, https:\/\/www.storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/World-War-II-veteransmemories-george-mooore.jpg 539w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 261px) 100vw, 261px\" \/><\/a><\/h3>\n<h3><\/h3>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Our\u00a0<a title=\"Guestbook\" href=\"http:\/\/storiesbeyondthegraves.com\/?page_id=101\">guestbook<\/a>\u00a0is open for your comments!<\/strong><\/h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Howard Ellsworth Merryman was born on October 6, 1912, in Steelton, PA. His parents were Howard M. &amp; Florence Merryman. He was raised in Erie, PA. Where he got married to Grace G. Wurst on August 19,1934. 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