From My Service in Korea, I learned…

Richard Hayward
1974 to 1976
I enlisted in the US Army and served my entire enlistment assigned to Camp Kitty Hawk, JSA, Joint Security Area. The JSA is the furthest North to the DMZ and our motto is, ‘In Front of Them All’. I was assigned to the escort unit and became the personal driver for the Commander of JSA. As the Commanders driver I would drive the Commander and a Major General assigned to the United Nations Command to the MAC meetings (Military Armistice Commission) that were held in Panmunjom. There are three blue United Nations buildings that sit right on the MDL, Military Demarcation Line which divides North Korea & South Korea. At the meeting site there would be KPA, Korean People’s Army soldiers, United Nations soldiers to include US Army and the news media. Inside the center blue building is where the North Korean representative, a KPA General with his Chinese ally meet with the United Nations representative a US Major General. At the time of these meetings, you can expect the North Korean soldiers to try and start some type of provocation. On June 30, 1975, Major William D. Henderson our Deputy Commander for JSA was viciously attacked by the KPA and the North Korean media. I saw the KPA and US Army soldiers scuffling in between two of the buildings. The KPA had their hands on their holstered pistols as they were running up to what became an all-out fist fight. One of the platoon sergeants had me bring my vehicle around to evacuate the General. As I pulled up with the vehicle the area was packed with people. The fighting had stopped but there was huge tension between both sides as I slowly pulled up. Our guys formed a secure line to my vehicle to evacuate the General and my Commander. Once in the vehicle I drove them back to the helipad. Major Henderson was medevac to Seoul and later to Walter Reed with a crushed larynx.
My driving would lead me all over South Korea with many trips to Seoul driving US Senators, diplomats and many other dignitaries. This opened many opportunities to meet the South Korean people who I found to be extremely friendly and grateful for our presence. I drove other officers from our unit from time to time and one was Captain Arthur Bonifas, my company commander. Capt. Bonifas was the most personable person I had the pleasure of driving. Shortly after I left Korea and the service, Captain Bonifas was axed to death by the KPA along with Lt. Mark Barrett. The Army renamed Camp Kitty Hawk to Camp Bonifas. I share this to honor the incredible sacrifices made by Captain Arthur Bonifas, Lt. Mark Barrett. And on November 20, 1974, US Navy Commander Robert M. Ballinger who was killed while checking out a booby-trapped spy tunnel and seriously wounding US Marine Major Nastase. Keeping their memory alive is important for all of us. Witnessing the differences between the North and South is striking and a reminder on the cost of keeping a free society free.
In Front of Them All,
Richard Hayward

Me with KPA checking me out.

Escort Crew for JSA.

Me next to my vehicle.
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Upon returning to the United States, I found myself working in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, where I had the pleasure of meeting a Korean gentleman who was a former two-time Korean Judo Champion, Mr. Kim. Our friendship blossomed as we shared stories and bonded over our shared experiences. It was during these gatherings that I would often use Korean words and join Mr. Kim in singing “ARIRANG.” Despite moving on to different projects, our friendship endured for over 50 years.

17 is an interesting age, not quite a boy and not quite yet a man. During my 18 months in the 2d Infantry, I learned a lot about myself, structure, self-discipline, and teamwork. Many of those lessons, that took a while to take, and my experiences during my military service have served me quite well in life and the corporate world.



I never set foot on the ground until this Revisit Korea program. So what an honor and opportunity for me to visit South Korea, especially since I have a grandson that lives in Seoul and teaches English. I learned how much the Korean people honor our service to their country. There were young people and their parents that wanted to shake my hand. I was very impressed with how clean, beautiful and modern the country of South Korea is today. This trip was a dream of a lifetime and something I will always cherish. I was treated with such honor.






My unit, the 568th Med Co, was a very unique in a sense it was a multi comp TOE unit consisted of US Army active duty personnel, Korean Service Corps (KSCs) and Korean Nationals (KNs). We didn’t have any KATUSAs assigned to 568th, however, our sister company, the 560th Medical Company did. I was assigned as one of the three Platoon Leaders at the 568th and within my platoon, I was in charge of about 30 KSCs, along with my platoon sergeant. The KSCs were unique in their skill sets as medics and civilian service members, fluent in both Korean and English. They were also senior in grade and time in service. They were well trained and skilled in various medical treatment and evacuation operations. I quickly gained a tremendous respect for them as I was a brand new Lieutenant who was their new leader. But I also faced some unique cultural challenges.
I was a 22 year old, Korean American, a female US Army Officer in charge of a group of very seasoned KSCs and this was their very first experience working for a woman, someone who was half their age, without much time and grade and very “green.” They didn’t really know what to expect from me, never mind taking orders from me. I quickly realized this was a very difficult situation for the KSCs, who have traditionally reported to male leaders in a male dominant society and culture. I also realized that respect is not simply given but earned and this was a two way street. I had to first prove to them that I respected their contributions and commitment to the unit’s mission. We were able to do this through various field training exercises, team building and leadership training. Over time and collaborations, we were able to build mutual trust, respect and acceptance of each other. We accomplished many missions and tasks throughout the 12 months we spent together at Camp Humphreys. I can honestly say that by the end of my tour in Korea, we became family.

Army Signalman, Mike Reynolds, who was killed in my company area of the DMZ while stringing wire to our Guardpost Gladys, September 27, 1968 and new 2LT James Weeks, killed on his first patrol into the DMZ on July 20, 1968, both had family members reach out to me and we have become friends. I found Michael Rymarczuk’s mother, brother and daughter in Philadelphia and we became friends. I told Michael’s daughter, Micki, that her father was my DMZ Brother. She calls me and several of her father’s other Charlie Company, 3rd platoon buddies, her “uncles”, because her father, who was killed before he could hold his baby girl, was our brother. Earl Jeffery, WIA July 30, 1968 , also in my 3rd platoon, was flown home after being wounded and we never heard from him again. I found his daughter several months ago in Dennison, Texas. She told me, her father had just died last year and that even though he had survived his multiple wounds from that long night, he had limped all his life and had nightmares. I wish I had been able to find Earl before he died. I carry my DMZ brothers’ memories with me every day. I am proud we helped defend the people of the Republic of Korea from North Korean aggression. Whenever I have to make a public speech, or try a jury case in court, or have a serious doctor’s appointment, I carry my Imjin Scout patch, which I removed from my fatigue shirt, in my pocket. I would not trade that 55 year old faded green cloth patch for any other medal or military award. It says that I served in dangerous situations with some of the best men I have ever met. David Benbow, Statesville, NC (formerly Sgt (E-5) David Benbow, Charlie Company, 3/23rd Infantry, 2nd Infantry Division.




