1/8 This is Austin Hehir, MM, of 2SAS,
Back in March I tweeted a thread about the Ironman Irishman, and said I would love to know more about this remarkable soldier.
Thanks to his family (& Twitter) I now do after they contacted me.
This photo of Austin was taken in his POW camp.
2/ Quick recap:
Hehir was part of Op Maple, parachuting into northern Italy in January 1944.
His method of eliminating Nazi staff cars was ‘to draw his two revolvers & walk up the road firing at the car’. He did this twice.
In 10 days his team accounted for 25 enemy vehicles.
3/ Hehir & Lt David Worcester were caught in March 1944. They tried to escape & Worcester recalled how “a German stood over him as he lay on the floor & emptied the whole magazine from the Schmeisser at him”.
Hehir lived & also survived being shot during a later escape attempt.
4/ The following information comes from Theresa, who knew Austin.
He was born & raised in Dublin but when his parents split his mum returned to her native Co Clare. He was a high-spirited kid & used to ride the local farmers’ horses around, racing through different small farms.
5/ He was a farmhand when war broke out in 1939 & after the war he returned to Co Clare & lived in a small cottage with his mum. He worked as a farmer & was in the process of setting up a poultry farm when he took ill.
6/ Austin died of TB in his early 30s. The family believe that his war wounds played a significant factor in his death.
When he returned to Ireland after the war Austin told his family it was a miracle he had survived his wounds.
7/ He spoke of the war but apparently only as a POW & the help he received from a local girl who hid him in her loft & aided his escape.
Austin took this pic of 3 Polish POWS in his camp
He's remembered with great fondness by his family. He was a softly-spoken, easy-going man.
8/8 Austin Hehir is buried in Callura Cemetery, Lahinch, County Clare, not far from where he lived.
Thanks to all the family who generously provided me with this information & the photo. Very gratifying to be able to put a face to the name of a very brave man.
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It’s happy birthday 2SAS.
To use a modern word, they officially ‘transitioned’ from No62 Commando to 2nd Special Air Service on May 13 1943 under the command of Lt-Col Bill Stirling.
An eclectic bunch. They included:
An American athlete
A French gangster
A German Communist.
2/ The American was John Cochrane, born in Buffalo, but educated at Appleby College in Ontario. He’s front, 2 from left, in this photo.
John enlisted in the Toronto Scottish in 1939 but volunteered for No62 Cdo in November 1942. Writing to his parents in Jan 43, he explained why:
3/ “Without having any sort of hero complex I did want to see some action & being in the Commandos seemed to be the best way of getting it.”
Cochrane loved Commando life, particularly unarmed combat, which he described as “a combination of murder & the Spanish Inquisition”.
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May 8 1945, Monopoli, Italy.
The mother of all booze-ups for the SBS & the LRDG.
Doug Wright, SBS, told me: “We filled a water cart with wine and drank for a week.”
A Hitler 'Guy' was made & burned on a bonfire (pic).
There was pig racing & a SBS fortune teller.
2/ There was a greased pole to climb with old mattresses underneath to cushion the fall of the revellers.
Capt Walter Milner-Barry, SBS, (pic) wrote in his diary: “We organised a funfair for the troop with unsuitable officers dressed up as ballet girls."
But someone was missing
3/ On May 8 1945 Captain John Olivey (f-row, 2 from rt) & his men of Z1 Patrol were locked up in Istria by Yugoslav partisans, the latest adventure for one of the LRDG’s most intrepid officers.
Jim Patch, who served with Olivey, told me he was tireless, innovative & courageous.
A group of captured SS soldiers are made to dig their own graves near Großhansdorf in Germany.
Looking on are members of 2SAS under Major Henry Druce.
Fingers on triggers.
What happened next?
2/ I interviewed three SAS present: Druce, Granville Burne & Cyril Wheeler (centre)
First, the diary entry of Joe ‘Doc’ Patterson, 2SAS M/O:
Fighting had stopped at 0800hrs on May 5 but 2SAS continued to patrol: ‘We swanned around a bit but only took a few prisoners,’ he wrote.
3/ Most were released, except, wrote Capt Patterson (pic), “a few tough looking SS…and 2 or 3 scoundrels who revealed they'd been guards from Neuengamme, which I’d heard from my starved prisoners at Celle [see thread on April 13] as being a particularly evil concentration camp."
1/ May 2 1943
It was the Special Forces sports day in Palestine. Competing were:
1SAS (SRS)
SBS
Raiding Forces
OCTU
New Zealand Railway Construction Coy
South African Rly Construction Coy.
The SAS war diary noted that the Kiwis ‘provided plenty of beer’. Cue mayhem
Pic: Beer
2/ The SAS got off to a flier, literally, with Tim Ransom winning the 100m sprint. Alex Baker finished second in the High Jump.
Then it seems to have all gone rapidly downhill as the boys' focus turned to the beer.
3/ Among the SBS winners was Dick Holmes in the shot put. “I made my first three putts wearing my bush jacket & brothel creeper shoes,” said Dick (pic). “But I made a good enough shot to qualify for the final. It took place in the mid-afternoon & by this time I was well pissed.”
1/ Four SBS men were murdered on or about this day in 1944:
George Miller, MM
Ray Jones, MM
George Evans, MM
Leo Rice.
For decades their fate was a mystery.
Until a presidential campaign in 1986 revealed the truth.
Pic in 1944: Evans front right & Jones 2 from left back
2/ This is the story of Georges Evans, pic as a baby in the east end of London. His dad's work on the railway took the family to Derby.
He grew into a handsome man of 6ft 2, something of a local heart-throb. He enlisted as a driver in the Sherwood Foresters in Jan 1939 aged 18.
3/ In June 1942 Evans was reported missing after the fall of Tobruk. His parents (pic: George with his mum) spent several anxious weeks waiting for news before on Sep 4th they received a telegram from their son: “Please don’t worry all well and safe.”
1/ John Tonkin (pic, rgt) was a wartime SAS Officer & post-war Antarctic explorer who had more lives than a cat.
This is his hair-raising story.
I mentioned Tonkin in last week’s thread about Belsen.
Born in 1920, he joined the SAS in early 1942 from the Northumberland Fusiliers.
2/ I met three men who served under Tonkin in the SAS: Alex Griffiths, Bert Youngman & Arthur Thompson. All spoke highly of him.
Tommo, who was with him in the desert in 42 & then in 45, said:
"I’d call Tonkin a quiet hero. I was with him for a long time. I drove him...
3/ ...especially in Germany. I would go anywhere with him; he was quiet and efficient and not given to panic. He would think. A good man but he had a boyish face.”
Pic: Tonkin, 2 from left, in 1944, & Lt Peter Weaver in the beret. They were among the 8 survivors of Op Bulbasket.