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In Memoriam: Colonel William H. Dabney

February 22, 2012
By Beth Crumley


Then-Captain William Dabney, photographed on Hill 881S. (Courtesy of David Powell)

It isn’t often that one can look back in time and know exactly when life changed. I can. While serving as a contract historian on the National Museum of the Marine Corps project, I travelled to New York for a meeting with Batwin and Robin Productions. Also in attendance was Colonel Joseph Alexander. His last instructions to me during that meeting were “Learn everything you can possibly learn about the siege of 881S and the resupply of the hill outposts around Khe Sanh Combat Base.” I never imagined that simple tasking would change my life so completely.


India Company’s position on 881S, during the siege. To the right of center, 881N can be seen. (Courtesy of David Powell)

Upon my return to Virginia, I began work. I read everything I could find on Khe Sanh Combat Base and the surrounding hill outposts. When I finally felt I had a solid background, I contacted Major Frank Gulledge, who served as the webmaster for “The Warriors of 881S.” Over the course of the next several months I spoke at length with a number of veterans, Marines who had served on the ground, as well as those who had resupplied the beleaguered outpost by air. One of these veterans was Colonel William Dabney, who commanded the Marines on the hill. He was more than willing to field any questions I had, to offer his opinion on a variety of subjects. By this time, I was completely hooked on the story of 881S. I asked Colonel Dabney if he would take the time to speak with me at length about his service in Vietnam. He was…but only if I was “properly prepared.” Colonel Dabney proceeded to email me a very extensive reading list! I learned something about Colonel Dabney that day…he demanded excellence of himself, and expected it in others.

So who was Colonel Bill Dabney?

Born on 28 September, 1934 in New Brunswick, Canada, Dabney was the son of Hugh  and Mary Dabney, a Virginia native. After moving to the United States in the 1940s, Dabney enrolled in Yale University in 1953.  A year later, he left Yale and enlisted in the Marine Corps. Upon graduation from recruit training, Dabney reported to the Third Marine Division on Okinawa…and was promptly put on mess duty for 71 consecutive days. Assigned to the communication station at the northern training area, it was during this time that he decided the Marine Corps would be his life, not as an enlisted man, but as an officer. Said Dabney, "I was so impressed by the dedication and competence of the officers I'd seen, and I thought, 'this would be a great way to spend a career."

Discharged as a sergeant in 1957, Dabney served with 100th Rifle Company, Marine Corps Reserves while attending Virginia Military Institute. There he met, and married Virginia McClandish Puller. Her father was also a VMI graduate, and a Marine…perhaps the most famous Marine of all. Said a friend of Dabney’s, “It took a hell of a man even to ask for the hand of Virginia Puller, the daughter of General Lewis B. "Chesty" Puller", and a hell of a man to meet with his approval. Bill was that man.”


Colonel William Dabney, and Virginia Puller Dabney, photographed during the Navy Cross ceremony. (Courtesy of “The Warriors of 881S”)

In 1967, Dabney reported to Vietnam for duty with the 3d Marine Division, serving as company commander with “India” Company, 3d Battalion, 26th Marines. The war was heating up in Northern I Corps.

By February 1967, elements of the 9th Marines moved into the area around Khe Sanh, to protect a detachment of Seabees whose mission was to extend and improve the airfield located there. Increased contact led to reinforcement of Khe Sanh with a second company. By April, the Marines had encountered strong North Vietnamese Army forces in fortified positions. Two battalions of the 3d Marines were committed to the area. In some of the bloodiest fighting of the war, which came to be known as “the Hill Fights,” the Marines gained control of the commanding terrain overlooking the combat base.

By October, the North Vietnamese 325C Division had once again moved into the area. Operation Scotland, the mission of defending Khe Sanh Combat Base, and using it as a base for offensive operations against NVA forces, became the responsibility of the 26th Marines. Said Col David E. Lownds, commanding the 26th Marines, “All indications are that we are going to get hit. How bad, I can’t say.”

In early December 1967, the 3d Battalion, 26th Marines moved to Khe Sanh and were briefed that the NVA was building up forces in the area. Ordered to sweep the area south and west of the base, the battalion moved from Lang Vei north and west to within 2 kilometers of the Laotian border. The Marines then swept northward, finally arriving back at Khe Sanh shortly before Christmas 1967. They made no contact with the NVA nor did they find any evidence of recent enemy presence in that area.

By mid-January, 1968, however, intelligence officers of the Military Assistance Command, Vietnam (MACV) had observed a definite and significant shift in the patterns of movement of the North Vietnamese Army.  Instead of moving well to the west of the Khe Sanh Combat Base, the NVA was infiltrating into South Vietnam from Laos and the Ho Chi Minh Trail, and assembling in large numbers in the area of Khe Sanh and its supporting outposts. Any hope the NVA had of a successful attack on the combat base would depend on their ability to seize, or at least neutralize the hill outposts, especially Hill 881S and its nearby neighbor, Hill 861.

India Company, 3/26 was given the mission of occupying and defending 881S. Dabney’s Marines made an overland march from Khe Sanh to the hill. From 27 December through 17 January, India Company patrolled the area aggressively, sometimes to the limit of the range of the attached 81mm mortars (about 4000 meters). 


Marines of 3d Platoon, “India” Company, photographed the morning of 20 January, 1968. (Courtesy of Dick Dworsky)

At 0500, on 20 January 1968, India Company began a reconnaissance-in-force up Hill 881N, encountering an NVA battalion moving towards Khe Sanh. It was the opening move in a siege that would last 77 long days. That night, India Company was ordered to return to 881S. Said Dabney, “The mission was still to hold 881S…There were a bunch of guys up there and they’d come prepared to fight. We hosed down 881N and all the ground between it and 881S til dark, with air, 81s, 60s and all the artillery we could get…For once we knew where they were.” That night the enemy hit Khe Sanh and all the outlying outposts EXCEPT 881S.

Veterans of the embattled outpost credit Dabney’s leadership with keeping them alive throughout the siege. Lt. Carlton Crenshaw, who commanded the 105mm howitzer detachment on 881S wrote,

“Captain Dabney, being the senior officer on the hill, is in charge of both India and Mike Companies. He is an excellent Marine…I think I might have mentioned it before, he is the son-in-law of the Marine Corps’ most famous general and war hero in the Banana Republic Wars of the 1930s, World War II and Korea – Chesty Puller….Captain Dabney has a lot of weight on his shoulders and has grown weary up here.  He is thirty two years old and looks like he has aged five years up here on Hill 881.  He also leads a magic life in terms of not being hit.  He personally supervises every medical evacuation we have.  He is there helping to direct the helos in.  He gets stretcher bearers moving the minute the wheels touch ground.  When we get replacements or the return of our stretcher bearers, he directs them immediately to a nearby trench because it is only a matter of seconds before a mortar round will land.  He has had a round land close to him every day for the past three weeks!  He is 6 feet 4 inches, like myself, and is also a big target for the snipers.  He has had a helmet shot off his head.  During a mortar attack the other day, I saw Captain Dabney standing on a trench wall shaking his fist and cursing at the NVA…”


Forward Air Control Team on Hill 881S. LCpl Ulrich, radio operator, Capt Bill Dabney, Cpl Robert Arrotta, and 1stLt Chuck Schneider, Forward Artillery Observer. (Courtesy of David Powell)

What was life on 881S like? It was about digging in, living day to day with no relief in sight. It was about lack of food, lack of water, lack of sanitation. It was about the wounded, and the dying and the dead. And the fog…and the rats…and waiting for resupply and medevacs. Said Crenshaw, “Our small force here on Hill 881 is pretty tired – there is no place to go, constant incoming, attacks at night, inadequate amounts of food water and mail.  We are under siege constantly.”


Marines on 881S take cover from incoming fire. (Courtesy of David Powell)

Through it all Marines fought and endured and sometimes found humor in life on the hill. And Colonel Dabney never failed to remind me that he was incredibly proud of his Marines. He would often say, “These were AWESOME men, Beth.

Colonel Dabney later wrote,

“There was never a climactic day or event.  Rather, from 21 January through 17 April 1968, the threat to life and limb remained essentially unchanged. The dangers were greatest during helicopter operations because those offered the most lucrative targets to the enemy's gunners.  The potential for catastrophe, however, was greatest at night or during the frequent foggy weather when we could not see to detect the enemy's approach or to bring our massive supporting fires to bear against him.  That potential took a psychological as well as a physical toll.  To stand in a trench for eight hours on a given night without relief, in total darkness, in a fog so thick that even a magnesium flare could not pierce it, all senses focused on detecting any sound, any smell, any hint of movement to the front, was trying in the extreme to the Marine required to do it.  To require all hands do so nightly for three months was to stretch the limits of resolve…. We all knew that if the North Vietnamese assaulted there was no possibility of reinforcement or withdrawal. Aside from the preplanned supporting fires, we were entirely on our own.  The Marines had daily opportunities to take the measure of their enemy.  He was brave, he was disciplined, and he was not suicidal, so they knew that he would assault only when he was reasonably confident of success, and with adequate strength…They also knew that if wounded, they would be evacuated to a medical facility only when and if the weather broke and the helicopters could fly - that there was little their Corpsmen could provide save comfort and some morphine to ease their pain…. Forty-two Marines or Corpsmen died on or near the hill and nearly two hundred were wounded, not including aviation casualties whose numbers, being reported separately, were unknown to us.  Seven helicopters were shot down, yet we never called for a medevac that didn't come, weather permitting.  None of these losses occurred in a single pitched battle, but rather in discrete incidents scattered over the course of the siege.  Incoming was constant, and although we learned to cope with it to a point, a lucky round in a trenchline or active medevac zone was just as deadly in April as in January.  Through it all, the troops did their duty.  They stood their watches, flew their aircraft or serviced helicopter zones, manned outposts, engaged the enemy and raised the flag as zealously at the end as at the beginning.  They were never asked to stand back-to-back against the flagpole with fixed bayonets, but rather to endure.  By enduring, they triumphed. They were magnificent!”


Marines raise the American flag over Hill 881S. (Courtesy of David Powell)

Colonel Dabney’s leadership during the siege was finally recognized on 15 April 2005, when he received the Navy Cross in a ceremony at Virginia Military Institute. On a clear, spring day, friends, family, and veterans gathered together to mark this occasion. The VMI cadets conducted a parade and pass in review. I shall never forget the sight of Colonel Dabney rising out of his wheelchair to render a salute, or the pride in the voices of “his Marines.”


The cadets at Virginia Military Institute conduct a pass in review. (Courtesy of David Powell)

Later that day, the Navy Cross was presented in Jackson Memorial Hall. Before a magnificent mural depicting the battle of New Market, in which the VMI Cadet Corps spearheaded an infantry charge across a rain-soaked wheat field, the Navy Cross was affixed to Colonel Dabney’s suit jacket. Colonel William Grace, the Commanding Officer of the NROTC Unit, VMI, read the citation:

“For extraordinary heroism while serving as Commanding Officer of two heavily reinforced rifle companies of the 3rd Battalion, 26th Marines, in connection with operations against the enemy in the Republic of Vietnam from 21 January to 14 April 1968.

During the entire period, Colonel (then Captain) Dabney's force stubbornly defended Hill 881S, a regimental outpost vital to the defense of the Khe Sanh Combat Base.  Following his bold spoiling attack on 20 January 1968, shattering a much larger North Vietnamese Army (NVA) force deploying to attack Hill 881S, Colonel Dabney's force was surrounded and cut off from all outside ground supply for the entire 77 day Siege of Khe Sanh. Enemy snipers, machine guns, artillery, and 120-millimeter mortars responded to any daylight movement on his position. In spite of deep entrenchments, his total casualties during the siege were close to 100 percent. Helicopters were his only source of resupply, and each such mission brought down a cauldron of fire on his landing zones.  On numerous occasions Colonel Dabney raced into the landing zone under heavy hostile fire to direct debarkation of personnel and to carry wounded Marines to evacuation helicopters. The extreme difficulty of resupply resulted in conditions of hardship and deprivation seldom experienced by American forces. Nevertheless, Colonel Dabney's indomitable spirit was truly an inspiration to his troops. He organized his defenses with masterful skill and his preplanned fires shattered every enemy probe on his positions.  He also devised an early warning system whereby NVA artillery and rocket firings from the west were immediately reported by lookouts to the Khe Sanh Combat Base, giving exposed personnel a few life saving seconds to take cover, saving countless lives, and facilitating the targeting of enemy firing positions.  Colonel Dabney repeatedly set an incredible example of calm courage under fire, gallantly exposing himself at the center of every action without concern for his own safety.  Colonel Dabney contributed decisively to ultimate victory in the Battle of Khe Sanh, which ranks among the most heroic stands of any American force in history.

By his valiant combat leadership, exceptional bravery, and selfless devotion to duty, Colonel Dabney reflected great credit upon himself and upheld the highest traditions of the Marine Corps and the United States Naval Service.”

Once again, rising from his wheelchair, Colonel Dabney refused a microphone. His voice rang through Jackson Hall:


Refusing a microphone, Colonel Dabney rose to address those in attendance at Jackson Memorial Hall. (Courtesy of “The Warriors of 881S”)

“Ladies and gentlemen, these men standing before you, and the Marines and Navy Hospital Corpsmen, living and dead, whom they represent, are the men who, for 77 days at Khe Sanh, held the hill and poured hot steel on a determined enemy.  The same forces under the same general besieged Khe Sanh as had overwhelmed the French at Dien Bien Phu.  At Khe Sanh, they were faced by these men, and they quit and faded away.  These men did their duty and endured - Stonewall Jackson would have called it resolve - and by enduring, they triumphed.


Marines on 881S endured a 77-day siege, living in bunkers and in “bunny holes.”  (Courtesy of David Powell)

It is the greatest honor of my life to have served with these patriots in battle.  I wear this decoration only symbolically, as their commanding officer.  It is these men who earned it.”


Some of the veterans of 881S stand during the Navy Cross ceremony. (Courtesy of David Powell)

Colonel Dabney left the stage, aided by his wife Virginia. He stopped by the first rows in the center of the hall, where the veterans of 881S were seated. In a booming voice, he said “Follow me, men.”  They would have followed him to the gates of hell, had he asked them. He was the recipient of the Navy Cross, a Silver Star, two Bronze Stars and two Navy Commendation Medals… but I believe he felt one of his greatest rewards was commanding the Marines on Hill 881S.

Later that day, after the reception, many of us had an opportunity to spend time with Colonel Dabney and “his Marines.” It was a fantastic day, and one that I shall be forever grateful for….but my great respect and admiration for Colonel Dabney goes much deeper than the fact that he was an American hero. You see, Colonel Dabney was the kind of Marine who always felt it was his duty to mentor those who came after. I spoke with so many Marines that day who told me stories of Col Dabney inviting them to his home, talking with them for hours, mentoring them throughout their careers.  Upon hearing of his death, former Sergeant Glenn Prentice, who served on 881S, stated, “I do not have the words to express my feelings. Col. Dabney was my C.O., my teacher, a man we followed into the breach—taught us of life and death–showed me how to put others before one self. Bob Arrotta and I over the years would visit Bill–cleared up many ghosts we both had–I will truly miss him–but he will be always with me–FareWell my Friend–be at Peace!”

He gave so much to so many….including me. There was never a time when I asked a question that I failed to receive an answer. There were times I turned to him for his wisdom and guidance…and he was always willing to share his insight.

When I first started working in the field of Marine Corps history, all I really wanted to do was write World War I history. After working on several projects over the course of  many years, I found that the majority of the projects which crossed my desk were on Vietnam. Although I enjoyed the history of the Vietnam War, I was reticent.  I started talking with those people whose opinion I respected. More than one told me to stay away, that Vietnam was “still a minefield.” I spoke at length with Colonel Dabney about this. He was quick to remind me that I had a responsibility to those who served in Vietnam, that their courage, their valor, was no different than the Marines who fought at Tarawa, at Peleliu, at Iwo Jima, at Chosin. The difference was in the way they were perceived by the outside world. Every time I give a lecture on Vietnam, I use those words. Largely because of Colonel Bill Dabney, I embraced the history of the Vietnam War, and it has been one of the greatest gifts in my life.

I never had the opportunity to know Colonel Dabney when he was healthy. He was largely confined to a wheelchair and on oxygen…but he remained a giant of a man.

Thank you, Colonel Dabney, for giving me the opportunity to walk with giants of the Corps. Thank you for your wisdom and your guidance. You were a true American hero, and you will be remembered as such…and you will be missed by many.

Rest in Peace, sir.


Captain William H. Dabney (Courtesy of Mrs. Joanne Schneider)

(For more information on this reconnaissance-in-force on 20 January 1968, see http://www.mca-marines.org/blog/beth-crumley/2012/01/24/siege-khe-sanh-begins. For more information on close air support of Hill 881S see http://www.mca-marines.org/blog/beth-crumley/2012/01/10/robert-j-arrotta-mightiest-corporal-marine-corp)

 

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Tribute

A beautiful tribute to a great Marine from those who knew him best.

brings back memories  and God

brings back memories  and God bless the marines that served there as i did

 

Well Done

Beth:  Thank you for a fine tribute.  My only criticism is that you failed to mention Mike Company which shared the defense of 881S with India Co.

The person who first referred to somebody as being “larger than life,” must have known Bill Dabney.  Whether referring to his stature, or his personality, or his confidence, his ego, his leadership, his concern for his Marines, his knowledge, his skill, or just his way of dealing with day-to-day affairs, William Howard Dabney was truly larger than life.

 

Several years ago, I was sitting with Virginia at the celebration of the Marine Corps Birthday at VMI, when she asked me what it was like serving as Bill’s XO.  I said it was boring, because there was little to do, because Bill used up all the oxygen in the room.  She enjoyed that.

 

Not too long ago, I was checking out at a grocery store, when I noticed that the guy behind me in line was wearing a “Khe Sanh Veterans” ball cap.  I asked him who he was with.  He said, “I was one of Dabney’s Marines on Hill 881.”  Really?  I asked him what was his favorite Bill Dabney story?  He replied that Dabney was a helluva Marine, but that he did not have a favorite story about him.  Wrong.  Every one of “Dabney’s Marines” has a favorite Bill Dabney story.

 

My favorite involves an NVA sniper that was stationed in the trees south of Hill 881S.  This sniper’s predecessor had shot at us for several weeks and scored numerous hits, but we could not identify his location.  Captain Dabney assigned Corporal Michael Nuiatoa, an American Samoan with phenomenal eyesight, to watch for this sniper.  Finally, Cpl Nuiatoa spotted the sniper’s muzzle flash and excitedly informed the Skipper.  Captain Dabney had several Marines muscle a 106 mm recoilless rifle through the trenches to a spot opposite the sniper’s location.  Nuiatoa pointed out the spot, and the 106 gunner promptly ended that sniper’s reign of terror.  A few days later, the sniper had been replaced with a new shooter.  Again, Dabney told Nuiatoa to locate him.  It took two weeks, but he did.  Again the 106 was wrestled into position.  As the gunner prepared to dispatch this second sniper, a PFC who was watching the proceedings approached Captain Dabney and said, “Hey, Skipper, this might not be a good idea.”  Dabney asked what he meant.  The PFC said, “well, this guy has been shooting at us for two weeks, and hasn’t hit anything yet.  If we kill him, they might replace him with somebody who can shoot.”  Capt. Dabney smiled, and told the 106 gunner to stand down.  We will never know whether Capt. Dabney and that NVA sniper had just arranged a long-range and unspoken understanding, or that sniper was really a lousy shot.  However, he kept shooting- and missing.

 

Skipper, all of Dabney’s Marines will miss you very much.  We wish you fair winds and following seas.  We look forward to meeting you again on Heaven’s Scene.  We are sure, by then, God himself will have a favorite Bill Dabney story.   Semper Fidelis,  Tom Esslinger, Mike Company commander, 3rd Bn, 26th Marines on Hill 881S

Apologies

My apologies, Tom, for the unintended omission of Mike Company.

I too, have a favorite Dabney story. I  had never really looked at his entire career and one day I discovered that he had served as an advisor in 1970-1971. I was surprised that he had never mentioned it. I called him that evening, and asked him about it. He said, "Beth you know I always liked to be where the action was. Where else would i have been at that time?" I could just see him smiling when he said that.

Beth

In Memoriam: Colonel William H. Dabney

Very moving and humbling...

One of your best!

Thank you -

Jake

Dabney on YouTube

Here is a link to the Dabney video on Hill 881S.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GiOl6in__CA&feature=share

Life in the C.O.C.

 I was a radio operator with the Tactical Air Control Party on 881, and I spent a lot of nights in the Combat Operations Center on radio watch. The Skipper kept us entertained with songs, mostly of a bawdy nature and with occasional stories of "The General" (Chesty, of course).

One of my favorite songs included the passage below. Even though many years have since passed, I can clearly hear the Skipper's deep base lingering on the last word: Corps.

 Come all you young fellow's who follow the sea.
 Come all you young fellow's and listen to me.
 We're off to Korea, it's not very far.
 It's just a police action it isn't a war.

 So don't call out the Army,
 Don't call out the Navy,
 Don't call out the Coast Guard
Just call out the Corps.

 

 

Watchman On The Wall

Beth

Thank you for your kind words and for including David's memorable pictures. Capt. Dabney fully supported me as both a Corpsman and as one of his "Dailies"... His Marines and Corpsmen that did their best each day.

Nobody on the Hill would ever be seen without their helmet and flak jacket as we all knew Bill was watching, and we know he now watching over us still from his CP in Heaven.

Semper Fi,

"Doc" Dave Steinberg
Hill 881S Jan - Apr 1968

Bill Dabney

Beth - truly a moving and emotional story on Col Bill Dabney. 881S, the Marines that held it and Capt Dabney - as he was known then - hold a special place in the hearts of the helicopter crews that supported the position.

May he rest in peace for eternity.

Semper Fi,

Kreig Loftin

 

 

Khe Sahn Veteran

What a moving tribute to a great Marine. I was at Khe Sahn in July and August of 1967. I can still see those hills in my mind.  Bob Falk

Well done Beth!  A well

Well done Beth!  A well written and fascinating account of a truly charismatic leader.

Paul Shorrock - Ex 45 Commando Royal Marines

Col. Dabney and the Marines of 881

Beth, I never met the Colonel, but I suspect that I probably saw him many times as we flew in resupply and pulled out medivacs.  I don’t remember too many times that we didn’t encounter a lot of fire on the way in, on the hill and on the way out.  It was always a relief to leave, but it was always tempered with sadness of leaving those brave men and their commander up there knowing that they faced every day, all day long, what we faced for a few minutes each trip in and out.  The Colonel and his men deserve the highest respect from every man, woman and child in this country for their devotion and courage.

 

Thank you for telling this and all of the stories you so adeptly commit to paper.

 

Semper Fi

 

Bob

 

Until we meet again

 
One day during the siege of Hill 881 S I found myself on that hill standing under the cool appraising stare of Capt. William Dabney. He made a decision at that moment that changed my life forever. He said I could stay on his hill. Because of that decision I had the most rewarding and worthwhile experience of my life. Photographing him and his Marines defending Hill 881 S.
 
Thirty plus years later I found myself standing in front of Col Dabney again at the reception after the Navy Cross ceremonies. Col Dabney looked at me for a moment smiled and said "you look much the same only without as much hair." After a few more words he looked at me and said "it was an honor and a privilege to have served with you." That was the proudest moment of my life. I do not know if he was just being a considerate and gracious host. But I would never let him take those words back. And I hope one day I will be able to stand in front of him again to tell him again with great pride what an honor and a privilege it was for me to know and, if he will allow , to serve under him and his brave 881 Marines once more.
 
Semper Fi...........hollywood6

Thanks for sharing,

Thanks for sharing, Hollywood! What a great story....

Beth

Wonderful tribute

Beth,

  Your tribute is really something.  Thank you for writing it; I learned so much about the human side of a great Marine and an iconic time in Marine Corps history.

Thanks!
Mike 

Thank you!!

My thanks for all the wonderful comments. In truth, it's easy to write about a man like Col Dabney. the hard part was what to focus on and what stories to tell! As Tom Esslinger said, everyone has a favorite "Dabney story!"

Beth

Bill Dabney

Beth,

Thank you for sharing this beautiful tribute. I never had the privilege of meeting Colonel Dabney, but I got a sense of who he was by watching him talk about his beloved Marines in the "Unsung Heroes" documentary, and by reading his Marine Corps oral history interview. His strength and integrity, it seemed to me, were surpassed only by the love he had for the brave men who served under him on Hill 881 South in 1968. He was a remarkable man and a great Marine, and we are poorer without him.

Sincerely,

Gregg Jones

 

 

 

 

 

Thanks

Bill Dabney was my company commander when I was at the basic school in Quantico in 1974-75. He was a true mentor, teaching, by words and example, the first principle of leadership: Know your men and look out for their welfare.

He spoke often of the seige of Hill 881, calling in the B-52 strikes, and being the advance warning for rocket attacks on Khe Sahn.

He was a man of incredible strength and drive. When there was a company PFT, he would do the 3-mile run with each platoon, finishing with the leaders, then circling back to encourage the other young Lieutenants. He was 40 at the time and most LTs were in their early 20s!

Don Erickson

Dabney Story

Beth, you always manage to get into the hearts of your readers with your wonderful talent for describing our Marines.  Keep up the great work Beth. You are truly a blessing to our "Corps of Marines," past, present and future.

 Every Marine in the Corps should be required to read your blogs so they might take heart in the fact that our true heros are not forgotten.  

Respetfully,

Dave A

 

A Very Moving Tribute

Beth, Bravo Zulu. I think this is your best story ever and I know it was from the heart.

Thanks for your tribute

I arrived on 881S a few days after the battles on 881N, transferred from Mike to India Co. When told of my transfer I asked the Mike Co. 1st Sgt why. His reply was that India had lost all its sergeants either KIA or WIA & needed some. I commented that wasn't very encouraging. He replied, "Sgt. Jones, consider it as offering unlimited opportunities for advancement."

When I made the trench line during the NVA ceremonies for inbound choppers I was in a shallow depression and called out, "Where are the trenches?" A voice replied, "You're in them." As the welcoming died down I made my way to the command bunker and reported in meeting Captain "Wild" Bill Dabney about whom I had already heard a great deal. Even in the dimness of the bunker he was an imposing figure who radiated an energy of command. I was assigned to the 1st Plt. as Right Guide.

I reported to Lt. Fromme & S/Sgt. Karl Taylor - two men whose acquaintance ranks up there with Col. Dabney's. I set about improving our trenches, the ones I had not realized were trenches upon arrival. After several days of excavation, Capt. Dabney came through on an inspection. As I proudly showed him the improved trenches he asked how I intended to see the enemy since he could barely see over the edge. Somewhat chastened by the oversight I saw to the installation of fighting positions and platforms throughout our trenches.

I remember that Col. Dabney always walked the trenches and when he had received a letter from Chesty, Gen. Puller, he would bring it and read it to us. It was very inspiring and only added to the Col.'s stature.

I spoke with Major Dabney, and then Col. Dabney when he was the Commandant at VMI. It was always a wonderful experience. When we met again at the reunion after the museum opening it was the first time I saw him in a wheel chair. Even in that conveyance he radiated confidence, intelligence and compassion.

My wife, Deb, explained that another retired Marine Col. had suggested that her rendition of Oo Rah! lacked sufficient energy so she asked the Col. if he was listen and offer suggestions. He agreed and when she was finished he asked, "Do you know the words to the Marine Corps Hymn?"

This lifetime has been and continues to be extraordinary because Bill Dabney was involved in it at one of the most significant phases. His impact on me, and countless others, is like ever-expanding ripples of a diamond thrown into calm waters.

Semper Fidelis, Skipper.

Mike Jones

A Marine's Marine...?

All I know about Chesty Puller -- a Marine's Marine, they say -- is what I have read in books.

However, I do know that his son-in-law was his equal -- except in rank -- in everything there is about being a Marine's Marine. I only got to know Bill years after my limited time in the Marines and mainly because of my friendships with Marines like Glenn Prentice, Tom Esslinger, and the late Bob Arrotta to name a few.

Truth be told, I've always been a bit jealous of the 881s men and their connections with their CO during the siege. All of them under his guidance and expertise -- especially their 81 mortar crews -- helped immeasurably to save our lives over on 861 that opening night.

Hey Bill: No more oxygen, no more wheelchair. Rest free and easy with the rewards you so justly earned. You'll be missed, loved, and never forgotten by many.

S/F Dennis Mannion     Cheshire, CT.    

ARTY FO for Kilo 3/26 on Hill 861 during the siege

With Respest I honor the Lefend of a great MARINE

I was on Hill 881 during the seige Jan, 28 through May 14, 1968 after the Batallion retook Hill 881N. I met Capt. (COL.) Dabney only once as he walked through the trench line asking "How you doing Marine?  I felt proud to be there (and a lot of fright)  and only greater pride now as I have read the history of that great battle, and the supreme leadership of Capt, Dabney.  I recently visited the Marine Corps Museum, Triangle VA.  What a supberb recreation as I stepped off the back of that "46".  I thought I was there again.  It was quite moving and again I reflected of that time over 40 yerrs ago and listened to COL. Dabney's rendition of the resupply efforts of the helicopter sqandron and what the Hill represented in the efforts of keeping the base of Khe Sanh safer.  I remember my self yelling over the phone "arty arty Co Roc.I wish to express my sincere condolonces to the family of my Commander, a man I only met once but again a man I revere with great respect.

William C. Berger

Hospital Corpsman 3rd. Class

Weapons Platoon

United States Navy

Sincere thanks

After forty years Col Dabney answered a email from me and told me exactly howdy uncle Darryl Dunlap died on Khe Sahn.

Thank you
Michael Dunlap II

A Great Marine

I had the privilege of attending Command & Staff College with Major (Col) Bill Dabney in 75-76. He was a great leader/man/Marine who earned the respect of all of his classmates. I am proud to have known Bill and may he rest in peace.

 

Bob Adams

A possible correction to your story...

You referred to these as the "Hill Fights" on Hills 861, 881N and 881S around Khe Sanh.

If I remember correctly (and this is a big "if" - lol), what are commonly referred to as the "Hill Fights" (or by another name..."the first battle of Khe Sanh") were in April of '67, nearly a year before the Tet offensive of '68 (which I remember all too well).  This one didn't have such a good ending.

These took place just as we Marines were being issued the new M-16's and turning in our beloved M-14's.  That first M-16 (aka: "You can tell it's Mattel, it's swell!") was a POS!!!  And the valiant Marines who died on those hills because of them will forever be engrained in my all-too-faulty memory.

All of the Marines who were over-run on those hills and became names on "The Wall" after those fights had their new rifles torn apart as they were trying (unsuccessfully) to clear their weapon because they had jammed on them.

That rifle was later modified (M-16A1) with new parts including a round ring around the tip of the flash-supressor (the original had three prongs sticking out in front which would snag on bushes and tree limbs alerting the enemy as to our presence when we didn't want them to know our whereabouts) and change in the firing mechanism to help correct the jamming problem so prevalent in their original issue which got those brave men killed early '67 just shortly before I arrived in-country.  I was lucky enough to be there at Dong Ha and briefly at Khe Sanh during the Tet '68 fun and games.  

Please check your history (and don't show this letter among the others here - please) about the "Hill Fights" of '67 vs. the "Siege of Khe Sanh" during Tet '68.  There is truly a difference!!

Semper Fi and a snappy salute to all those Marines who were in northern I Corps during Tet '68!!

Hill Fights

You are correct that the fights in which Marines seized control of Hills 861, 881S and 881N in April-May 1967 were and are known as the Hill Fights.  You also are right that the performance of the newly issued M-16s was poor and resulted in numerous unnecessary casualties.  And I think you are right about the issues with those weapons.  You are incorrect in your understanding of the end result of the Hill Fights.  Until then, the NVA controlled those hills.  After these very bloody two weeks, the Marines has kicked the NVA off all three hills.  Marines subsequently outposted Hills 861 and 881S and maintained those outposts until the abandonment of the Khe Sanh Combat Base in June 1968.  In fact, during the siege, the bunker I lived in was one of the original bunkers dug by the NVA.  We did not retain 881N and the NVA used it to fire hundreds of rockets at the Combat Base during the Second Battle for Khe Sanh in Jan-April 1968.  S/F,  Tom Esslinger

If you reread that section of

If you reread that section of the blog you will see that i very clearly made reference to the "Hill Fights" in April, 1967. I, in no way, confused that with the siege of Khe Sanh.

"By February 1967, elements of the 9th Marines moved into the area around Khe Sanh, to protect a detachment of Seabees whose mission was to extend and improve the airfield located there. Increased contact led to reinforcement of Khe Sanh with a second company. By April, the Marines had encountered strong North Vietnamese Army forces in fortified positions. Two battalions of the 3d Marines were committed to the area. In some of the bloodiest fighting of the war, which came to be known as “the Hill Fights,” the Marines gained control of the commanding terrain overlooking the combat base."

R/s,

Beth

Col Dabney Camp Courtney 1983

I met Col Dabney many years later at the O'Club at Camp Courtney,  Okinawa, JA in 1983 when we were both there for a one year tour...being a young 1stLt on the HQBn Staff, 3rdMarDiv and Col Dabney was on the Division Staff (if I recall).  I had an entire year of informal leadership discussions and mentorship that meant more to me than anything I ever got in any schoolhouse.  Col Dabney was one of the reasons I decided to apply for augmentation and actually began to see the Marine Corps as a Career, not just a job.  A real mentor.  Will never forget those times.

Rest in Peace.

-P Churchill

Semper Fi and RIP, Skipper.

Semper Fi and RIP, Skipper.

Brian T.

khe san

we'll have one hell of reunion in heaven when we're all gone from here. i know it will be heaven we all served in hell.   g. stein sgt.usmc

Well done

I have enjoyed this tribute thoroughly, to include the tributes that follow the orginal from Marines that served with him.  Very well done.  Rest In Peace Marine...

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