Japanese American Military Experience Database
Gerald A. "Jerry" Gustafson
7th Infantry Regiment, 3rd Division - Korea
MAAG HQS - South Vietnam
14th Infantry Regiment - Camp Carson, CO and
Schofield Barracks, HI with 25th Division
Retired - 21 years service
Other countries - Italy; France, Germany; Austria; Korea; Vietnam; Canada
Korea - 1st Battalion Communication Officer, 'C' Company Commander, Regimental Staff S-3 Assistant - 7th Infantry Regiment
Vietnam - Briefing Officer for Chief MAAG and Joint Staff
Korea, 7th Infantry Regiment - CCF Intervention, 1st UN Counter Offensive, CCF Spring Offensive, UN Summer-Fall Offensive, 2nd Korean Winter
Vietnam - 1963
Bronze Star - 'V' Device plus 2nd award
Purple Heart - 2 awards
Joint Commendation Medal; Army Commendation Medal
Presidential Unit Citation - 2nd Battalion 442nd RCT, Fakuda Task Force 442nd RCT, and Regimental Citation
Korea - 1st Battalion, 7th Regiment Korean PUC, April 22-25, 1951
After our interview, he then stated, ' Lt., I'm sure you noticed our men are AJA's. If ever you feel you can't handle your duties with them, or you develop any prejudice, see my adjutant and you will be transferred out in 24 hours!'
I'm still with them and haven't missed any major reunions since 1982 or my company reunions since 1988. And after 4 years at Schofield Barracks (1955-1959), learned even more of the culture and motivation of the American Japanese people. Next to my children and wives, it has been one on my life's greatest experiences.
My experience with the 442nd shaped much of my attitudes about people and enhanced my ability to get along with my contemporaries and superiors, but most of all with the men under my command or section.
Since retiring from the military in 1964, I graduated from Arizona State University (1966) (BA in Education) and taught high school social studies for 18 years.
My second retirement was June 1985. However, I find the 'Golden Years' can get tarnished very quickly! Get an education, work hard, and hit the lottery!
One incident worth mentioning when we first went into combat. In training, the men were not inclined to dig foxholes when on field exercises. When the 'real shells' began to fall, they dug like hell - and fast! One soldier, from Hawaii said, 'I dug so deep I could hear the guitars on Waikiki Beach!'