General Graves' Gamble
Managua, Nicaragua
June 7, 1939
Around the outside of the city, the Army of the Isthmus was still finishing the job they'd come to go. The guerillas had moved up into the hills; although Nicaragua itself had surrendered, the war still went on. But hte Marines' job was over, and here they were. Three divisions of Marines, all on parade, all wearing the now-traditional bearskin cap.
Marines on parade; taken by Die Welt reporter, June 7, 1939
General Graves and General Roosevelt walked up to the podium, and their men began to cheer, and cheer. A sound so loud it could probably be heard in Richmond. After a few minutes, General Graves' gestures started to quieten them down.
"Men! After a week's hard fighting, we have restored a democratic government to this land. An achievement we should be proud of, and a fine first battle star for our units. But, at home, our beloved nation is at war with the Fascists from Washington."
"In the event of such a war, our orders are to hole up. To not risk the Gulf crossing, and to remain here to await the end of the war."
A murmur echoed through the crowd.
"But I'm not going to do that."
More cheers.
"There is something we can - no, must - do. Right here in Central America. Teddy?"
Brigadier General Roosevelt, architect of the Panama Campaign.
General Roosevelt stepped forward.
"Brother Marines, to the South here is an engineering feat pioneered by my father. A canal connecting the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans - and a vital throughfare for Yankee traffic. And their Pacific fleet and garrisons, steaming towards us with every day. It is heavily garrisoned, and you're all tired from your victory."
"But, gentlemen, I say we take the Panama Canal! What do you say!"
The soldiers cheered - a cheer that went on, and on, and on.....