ETHIOPIA - UNITED STATES MAPPING MISSION 12 July 1965 NORTH KEREN ATTACKED BY ELF ت ار ا ا ا ات ووة اJack Kalmbach In November 1964 I received orders assigning me to the Iran Mapping Mission in Tehran, Iran. I was to proceed to Charleston, S.C. for air transportation to Headquarters, 64th Engineer Battalion, Wheelus AFB, Tripoli, Libya. In Charleston I ran into Major Joe Sites (then a Captain) who was also enroute to Wheelus. I knew Joe from 1954 when he was a fixed wing student and I was a flight instructor at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. We both were enroute to Wheelus. Upon our arrival we were told that a greater need existed in Ethiopia and we were being reassigned to the Ethi-US Mapping Mission in Addis Ababa. Arriving in Addis Ababa we were billeted in a small house that served as a BOQ for the officers of the mission. I slept on the floor until a cot was available. Soon after my arrival we moved into two new buildings, located just beyond the Leper Colony. They were quite satisfactory. The Officers living in the BOQ contributed to a fund to purchase food for the BOQ and a local Ethiopian couple was hired to maintain the buildings and to prepare our food. View from the BOQ
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In November 1964 I received orders assigning me to the Iran Mapping Mission in Tehran, Iran.
I was to proceed to Charleston, S.C. for air transportation to Headquarters, 64th Engineer
Battalion, Wheelus AFB, Tripoli, Libya. In Charleston I ran into Major Joe Sites (then a
Captain) who was also enroute to Wheelus. I knew Joe from 1954 when he was a fixed wing
student and I was a flight instructor at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. We both were enroute to Wheelus.
Upon our arrival we were told that a greater need existed in Ethiopia and we were being
reassigned to the Ethi-US Mapping Mission in Addis Ababa.
Arriving in Addis Ababa we were billeted in a small house that served as a BOQ for the officers
of the mission. I slept on the floor until a cot was available. Soon after my arrival we moved into
two new buildings, located just beyond the Leper Colony. They were quite satisfactory. The
Officers living in the BOQ contributed to a fund to purchase food for the BOQ and a local
Ethiopian couple was hired to maintain the buildings and to prepare our food.
View from the BOQ
Left to right-- Ron Dolecki and Jack Kalmbach
Burned out remains of the UH-1B
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The B1-Mapping Mission UHthey were on 66 or 1965 ed by the ELF in captured and burn The crew and passenger were taken prisoner and then subsequently released or escaped This incident was one in which the local ELF'ers had clearly exceeded their orders, as Mapping Mission - as well as Kagnew - had (at that time) some pretty clear understandings with the PLF about security of US personnel and property.
My assignment involved piloting all assigned aircraft in support of field party and headquarters
operations. Missions included transportation and support of survey parties, classification flights,
resupply operations and other administrative flights. Assigned aircraft at that time included 1
After several months I was appointed a member of the Battalion Flight Standardization Board
and designated as a Instructor Pilot in U6A and U9C aircraft and a Test Pilot for UH-1B, OH-
23G, U-6A and U-9C aircraft. Later I also assumed the duties of aircraft maintenance officer.
When operating away from Addis Ababa, the pilots were normally on TDY status. I believe the
only exception to this during my stay was for approximately one week when we stayed in a field
camp adjacent to the Mitchell Cotts plantation near Tendaho. During that week I flew an OH-
23G on classification missions in the area between Tendaho and Massawa (The Danakil
Depression area).
On the morning of July 12, 1965 I was piloting a UH 1B on a map classification mission in an
area north of Keren, Eritrea. The mission classification specialist was Spec 4 Ronald Dolecki and
Habte Mesmer who was our interpreter. On our second landing of the morning, while
interviewing several locals, we were attacked and taken prisoner by an armed group firing their
weapons in every direction but ours. They later identified themselves as members of the Eritrean
Liberation Front (ELF) and accused us of being Israeli spies. After searching us and the aircraft
we were marched away. After several minutes I looked back and saw the helicopter in flames.
The next 11 days were spent walking towards the Sudanese border and hiding from search
aircraft whenever they were heard or spotted approaching. Along the way we were joined by
other roving bands of ELF troops. By my count their numbers had grown to nearly 100 by the
time of my release in Sudan.
During this period we occasionally were allowed to ride on a camel. On one such occasion I went
to sleep and fell to the ground. It was a rude awakening.
On the 23rd of July (my 37th birthday), after crossing into Sudan, our capt
ors relaxed
Jack Kalmbach reunites with Dick Birk, Phil Pitts, "Pat" Patterson and Habte"Sam" Mesmer.
noticeably and stopped for the night. After a short discussion we decided that now was our best
opportunity to attempt an escape. We were lying behind some bushes only a short distance from
our captors shielded only by our jackets draped over the brush. It seemed highly unlikely that all
three of us could make it undetected but that one of us could make it as long as the others
remained in view. I instructed Dolecki to take our canteens and leave. If he were seen we would
tell them that he was going to the water hole to fill them. He left and his absence wasn’t
discovered for about an hour. After discovering his absence they roughed us up some and placed
us under armed guard while they commenced a search. After what seemed like 20 or 30 minutes
I heard several shots fired. A short time later I was told that he had been found and killed. I
didn’t believe it because they were very nervous and immediately began to march in a southerly
direction.
We walked several hours after dark before stopping for the night. We resumed heading south
the next morning and traveled south for another day and a half before reaching an encampment
near the town of Kassala, Sudan. The next day, July the 26th I was escorted to another camp
where I was treated well, offered some fresh fruit and bread and interrogated by a uniformed
officer who I was told was “The General”. After an hour or two I was given a letter to deliver to
my commander upon my release. I was returned to the encampment and during the early
morning hours of the 27th Habte and I were put on camels and led across the border to an
Ethiopian police outpost. Later that day I was flown to the Kagnew Station hospital in Asmera
for a physical examination before being released for return to duty. During our captivity we had
eaten almost nothing, getting by on lots of a hot tea like drink full of unrefined sugar. As a result
I had lost 12 pounds but other than that suffered no ill effects. While in the hospital I received
and passed my annual flight physical.
Jack Kalmbach reunites with Dick Birk, Phil Pitts, "Pat" Patterson and Habte"Sam" Mesmer.
Shortly after returning to Addis Ababa I departed on ordinary leave to visit my family in the
CONUS. I flew space available to Fort Bragg, NC in a C130 along with a contingent of Special
Forces troops who had taken part in the search for us. After a shower and change of uniform I
took a commercial flight to Seattle and an emotional reunion with my family.
At the completion of my leave I was placed on TDY in Washington DC for 2 days (September 8-
9 1965) to discuss official business matters relative to the Ethiopia Project and to hand-carry
essential gravity meter components required in Iran. TDY ended on my return to Addis Ababa.
In early November 1965 I along with Majors John Patterson and Joseph Sites flew the leased
Aero Commander to Nairobi, Kenya for a weekend R&R. During our short stay we shopped for
souvenirs and visited the National Wildlife Preserve.
In January Joe Sites and I were sent to Khartoum, Sudan where we spent the final four months
of our African tour on TDY status flying our two U6A Beavers in logistical support of mapping
operations under way in Sudan. On 31 May we returned to Addis with our aircraft and on 2 Jun,
1966 I returned to Fort Lewis, Washington where I retired as a CW3 AUS and as a Captain USA on 31 October.
Delivering the U-6A.
View pictures of the Aircraft referred to in Jack Kalmbach's story.
Read Ron Dolecki's account of the capture by the ELF on his "Stories and Memories" page.
Jack Kalmbach and Ron Dolecki reunited in 2007 at a small reunion in Las Vegas, Nevada.
Below is a 'before and after' photo taken at that event. From left to right in both photos are Ron Dolecki and Jack Kalmbach. (Photo provided by Mrs.
Linda Dolecki).
e at KagnewHaile Selassi. Col. Hamer with Haile around '68 or '69. I like this one because there were so many faces in the background and because the CID ended up confiscating the negative. The CID warrant officer behind Col. Hamer was Jack Smith. (Thanks to Jim Hughes for the identifications
While looking through your site, I noticed I am not listed on the roster. I was a
SP5 assigned to the Motor Pool from November 69 to April 70 when I transferred
to Vietnam. My wife (at the time) was Janet who worked as a volunteer at the
hospital. Evidently, she was volunteering more than she should have (!!!) as I
found out later from an MP SSG named Mike Heintz that she and I were both
under investigation by CID due to her actions/associations with someone with the
E.L.F. Please search out anyone who may know anything concerning this and
have them contact me at: 1035-A Jefferson Street S.E., New Philadelphia, OH
44663-2346.
John Hallahan has just sent in a couple of questions which I've always wondered
about myself. We want to see what everyone else thinks and we'll post the
answers here.
and origin of the term used for pronunciation, What is the correct spelling. 1
those great cartswe used to ride downtown and back .) rry gharry jerry etcghe (
for about 50 cents?
2. I remember the term "shifta" being the correct name for what we all called
shifties, but can anyone confirm what the term was and where it originated?
Guess we have our answers - thanks guys!!!
rAnswe The According to the World Book: Gharry or gharrie; pl gharries; in India a cart or carriage, especially one for hire; pronounced gar'i. We GIs
Americanized the word. This really the most accepted spelling of the
word, but I also have seen it many ways.
The Shifta or Shifties was once fighting for a cause for the Eritreans to be
united with Ethiopia, but when the UN treaty assigned a federation of
Eritrea with Ethiopia in 1952, the Shifties definitely were bandits. I
supect that the definition already listed is correct. As far as I was
concerned, they were bandits and they killed a buddy of mine.
Jerry Pry
Dictionary confirms that my first guess on "gharry" is correct: it's a
Hindu word for cart. Almost surely imported during the British
occupation -- both by Brits used to India and by actual Commonwealth
troops from India. The Italian word was "carozza" I believe. I don't think
there's any one "correct" way to spell it but I found gharry used in two
dictionaries.
On the shifta question: My guess, which I cannot confirm, is that it is
straight from Amharic/Tigrinya and translates best as "bandit".
Larry Bucher
If I remember correctly Edgar Rice Borroughs refers to shifta in his
Tarzan novels. I believe his references are to bandits when using this
term.
Mick McCombs From Yohannes Berhane: I am very happy to join your discussion. We had a villa in Tiravollo area and it was rented to Americans, I was a child and don't
remember the name of the tenant, I know only that he worked at Kagnew
Station. The address is Dej. Gebremariam Street 121. Currently, my family is
please , if anybody knows about him, living in this placemail me-eI would love ,
to meet him and invite him back to Eritrea.
Marge PerryMarge had a child that died after birth . has another special request
while at Kagnew and is buried outside the main gate. If anyone has any photos of
that area, please contact Marge and try to get her a copy. For anyone planning to
make the trip to Asmara, please contact Marge and see if you can help her out.
I'm sure she would be eternally grateful. Allen Peacock
Sends in this note asking for info on the "strike" at Kagnew:
There was a STRIKE! at Kagnew Station during the 57-59 era. I would like to
know more about it, but some where some body knows what happened. There
was a post commander, ?, who was under the impression that this was a Citadel,
or a spit & polish mission, rather than a military mission of gathering information
off the airwaves of the entire middle east region. Maybe it is still classified and
should not be discussed but I find it interesting and would like to know more
about it. Over a period of several weeks, the troops were being harrassed! There
was PT and Police Call every morning, every afternoon and maybe every evening.
I recall PT & PC at least twice a day, before going to work and after work, and
maybe it was after each trick or shift. There was inspection every Sat., and I just
believe the troops got to a point where they could not hear the signals!
It trickled down to every section at the site. There were no packages coming into
"a" section to send by courier to the states, there were no groups for "e" section
to re- encipher and PLT and rtty back to analysis in the states and eventually, it
began to backfire. There were questions asked by the authorities to the
administration of the post and some IG folks came in and asked questions of the
troops and of course the story came out. Any way, we had a change of
administration on the post and word leaked that alcoholism played a part.
Changes came about and we were able to abolish the BS and get back to the
mission of the post. I would like to know the whole story and I bet there are folks
around that could shed some light.
(4/10/1999)
John Kelch
69-'70
Finding that site was an incredible trip in nostalgia that I could not get away from for hours. As I was there in '69 and '70 my recollection of events was similar to that of several of the authors. And I found the addresses of a couple of guys I 'grew up with'.
I was there during the severe water shortage, the MP's killed on the Massawa road, the ELF firefights and sabotage of the roads and bridges, and the alerts where it was reported that we were immenent to be overrun (thank God it never happened as we'd have had a hellova time defending that place).
And a buddy and I may have been the last to visit Karem as we departed on cycles during an hour-long opening of the road before it shut down for the rest of our tour. Hope the article on "...the last days" gets finished!
To most of the world, Kagnew was non-existent, and even to me it was a seemingly vague footnote that I thought had long faded into obscurity, along with ASA. Yet, the bonds that we formed with the folks we shared that experience with are indellible, lifelong. Thanks so much for making the site available and taking the time to maintain it; as a Senior Business Consultant for Compaq, I know what kind of work
and resources that entails. Best regards
Eric Akers
'72-'73
When I got to Asmara, Eritrea (Ethiopia)it was a swing place. I had lead a sheltered life up until then. My father and mother were devout Christians and never let me go out at night. I was between 18 and going on 19 years old at the time I lived at Kagnew Station. I tried to date young women back in Ohio while attending high school but, I had no success. When the US Army sent me to Asmara, Ethiopia it was like heaven to me. I started getting dates from all sorts of women and, I had a great time. Women of Ethiopia, Italy, and American was suddenly starting to take notice of me. I treated the base like it was a great vacation that I was on instead of a military post. I took pictures of people and historical sites around Asmara. I got to meet Selassie, well at least see him from 5 feet away. I would go to the Top5 Club every chance I got to date the women I met there. The bowling alley was still a place to me young women and I visited there too. As in everyone's life there is always their finest hours. Well, mine was at Kagnew Station in Asmara. I have been going down hill every since then. I haved had four children in my lifetime since then. They are all Ethiopian/American children. Yes, I ended up marring three different Eritrean/Ethiopian Women since, Kagnew Station. Yes Rick, your website is a place to bring back the old memories of Kagnew Station and how our lives have changed since then. My picture of what I looked like back then is in the scrapbook on this website. Maybe someone will remember me back then after viewing my old photo. Private Carl O. Akers Post Telephone Exchange Stratcom Facility