Fading light dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky,
From afar drawing nigh,
Falls the night.
Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, From the hills,
From the sky.
All is well, safely rest,
God is nigh.
Then good night, Peaceful night,
Till the light of the dawn
God is near, do not fear,
Friend, good night.
September 11, 1918 at Chatham, VA
Service in the US Army from Roanoke, VA
11, 1945 at the age of 26
Earned The Medal of Honor During World War II For heroism
January 11, 1945 at Bastogne, Belgium
Gammon charged 30 yards through hip-deep snow to knock out a
machinegun and its three-man crew with grenades, saving his
platoon from being decimated and allowing it to continue its
advance. The platoon's advance through the woods had only begun
when a machinegun supported by riflemen opened fire and a Tiger
Royal tank sent 88mm shells screaming at the unit from the left
flank. Staff Sergeant Gammon, disregarding all thoughts of
personal safety, rushed forward, then cut to the left, crossing
the width of the platoon's skirmish line in an attempt to get
within grenade range of the tank and its protecting foot troops.
Intense fire was concentrated on him by riflemen and the
machinegun emplaced near the tank. He charged the automatic
weapon, wiped out its crew of four with grenades, and, with
supreme daring, advanced to within 25 yards of the armored
vehicle, killing two hostile infantrymen with rifle fire as he
moved forward. The tank had started to withdraw, backing a short
distance, then firing, backing some more, and then stopping to
blast out another round, when the man whose single-handed
relentless attack had put the ponderous machine on the defensive
was struck and instantly killed by a direct hit from the Tiger
Royal's heavy gun.