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The measure of a man, Lt. John Finn
By Nancy Slaff
For The Alpine Sun
While grabbing a 50 caliber machine gun, shooting at
intruding Japanese fighter planes, and sustaining numerous
injuries in the process, John Finn had no idea he would live or
die - certainly not live to the age of 100! The only thing he
knew at the time was…he “was mad as hell”!
He did not stop to think of personal glory or that in
time thousands of perfect strangers, near and far, would extend
to him respect and gratitude and stand in long lines just to
shake his hand or listen to him talk their ear off. He didn't
think what would happen to the future - just the now.
The burial of Lt. John Finn at the Campo Indian
cemetery on June 3rd, speaks volumes. Once again alongside his
wife, Alice, who preceded him in death, the facts surrounding
that burial on Indian land remain a mystery to most.
In this most obscure burial place, the Congressional
Medal of Honor recipient was given a glorious send off by our
military, including a twenty-one gun salute and a fly-over by
Navy F-18's. Former Congressman Duncan Hunter offered the story
of John's heroic actions. Hundreds of military men and women
stood alongside to honor his service. The American flag and
John's Congressional Medal of Honor flag was given to his
surviving son who was accompanied by John's many descendants.
But what happened next revealed a real story that perhaps
measures another honor due this man.
Following World War II, John and Alice eventually moved
to the mountainous area surrounding Campo and Boulevard. Their
ranch house happened to border Indian land inhabited by the
Kumeyaay. According to several tribal members, poverty racked
the lives of those people in the 1950's and 60's, and Indian
youth often had no place to live. Some wandered in poverty,
while others fought the ravages of drugs and alcohol. John and
Alice took them in.
John opened his heart and his home, and made a dwelling for
those who had nothing; a large barracks-type building complete
with beds, and provided clothing and shoes to those in need. He
became a beloved “Santa Claus” to the children. When Alice
passed away, this special love prompted the tribal members to
open their sacred cemetery to her.
Tribal members celebrated his life and offering up his
spirit, said they welcomed him with honor. Some of those now
elderly tribal members could have been the very youth that John
helped during those hard times.
This obscure grave is where John requested to be laid to rest. A
National Hero and a true humanitarian. A long way from the
Island of Oahu and a war and machine guns and Japanese fighter
planes, left to rest alongside the people who mean so much to
him.
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