The Lojwa Animal carving is being donated to the Wings of Honor Museum in Walnut Ridge where we placed a permanent Enewetak exhibit. Sunday following the end of reunion in Springdale. Hoping many vets can make the trek to see the exhibit and the placement of the animal.....Wings of Honor Museum - www.WingsofHonor.org. The Combat Veteran The heart of the museum beats with the legacy of the combat veteran. Originally established on the grounds of a WWII airfield that trained t

Kamolol Iroij kon juon wonmaanlok elap nan armij ro nukud im mottad ilo Spokane, Washington!! Kamolol Mayor Lisa Brown kon kile in. Kamolol Jimmy Jacob im ri-tel ro jet ilo Spokane. Happy Jemenei Day!!

There is no official uniform for the men who cleared Enewetak Atoll of thirty years of atomic debris. No parade ground drill, no ribbon designed for six-day weeks in equatorial heat, no citation for scraping plutonium-laced coral off an island so its rightful people could return to it. What those soldiers and sailors had instead was a joke, and the joke had a name: Lojwa Animal. It was what you called yourself when the labor was inhuman and the only sane response was to own t

To my brothers and sisters of Enewetak and Lojwa, Although I can’t be with you at the reunion, my heart certainly is. Like many of our fellow veterans, circumstances have kept me away. Some don’t have the health to travel. Others, like me, simply can’t make the journey financially. But our absence doesn’t diminish our presence. Those of you standing there today are carrying all of us with you. When you place the Lojwa Animal into the care of the Wings of Honor Museum, you are

The tropical heat of Enewetak had long since faded into memory, replaced by the quiet chill of an empty American Legion hall. Three faded veterans’ caps rested on a scarred wooden table beside half-empty glasses of whiskey. Decades had passed since we stood on those radioactive shores, moving contaminated soil and helping seal a shattered island beneath a concrete dome. We answered the call without hesitation, too young to understand what that soil would someday take from us.