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de Bruin on 21 June 2001 · via
sourceIn memory of Minnie In late 1981, at Umathiya, various Infantry School companies were undergoing the normal strict Infantry School evaluation prior to being deployed in an operation that we were being prepared for. It turned out to be Ops Daisy where we were to provide search and destroy operations in support of 61 Mech. HQ company had an awesome record of performance possibly due to a much feared Staff Sergeant James. While they were undergoing evaluation Minnie's platoon were informed that they were about to break an Infantry School record in setting up an "ala-Infantry School" road block. Minnie was as dedicated as they come and needed to plug two tent pegs in quick so as not to miss the record. The hammer was on the other side of the roadblock so he found what seemed to be an old piece of metal. He struck the peg and the piece of metal exploded. The piece of metal turned out to be a very old 90mm (DUD) mortar of some sort. My closest friend at the time, Roland Miller, was in his platoon and was instructed to collect Minnie's remains by spade and place them in a body bag. At the time of the explosion, we (Alpha company) who had completed our evaluation for the day were enjoying a siesta in our tent when shrapnel tore through our tent which was barely 60 metres from the point of explosion. Miller who was was also a good buddy of Minnie later said that the incident, as sad as it was, was purely accidental on Minnie's part with no one else due any blame. I am sure that even today Umathiya is infested with un-detonated hardware. L.M. de Bruin ldebruin@icon.co.za Infantry School (1981) L.M.
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Paul Oxley on 05 July 2010 · via
sourceI am the only eye witness to what happened. Minnie and I were in Platoon 6, HQ Coy, Inf School. The platoon was tasked with establishing a formal roadblock facility as part of our TEINOPS. This facility comprised 16X32?tents and toilet areas. Minnie and I were establishing the toilet (a pisslelie and gokart) with 1.8m screening surrounds. We had hoped to kick the pegs for the guy-ropes for the screens in with our boots, but had hit a hard patch of ground (at Oshivello... Who woulda thunk?). Minnie was holding the screen upright whilst I ran around the 16X32 to find a hammer from the other guys. When I came back around the tent with the hammer I saw Minnie about 10m in front of me hitting one of the poles the screen was attached to into the ground with a green/brown pipe. It turned out to be the tail section of a 3 and a half inch bazooka missile. There was a blinding flash (but no sound that I can recall) and the screen and everything above Minnie's web-belt disappeared. Gone! As I recall we struck the tents, packed the equipment and returned to our lines. I then had to report to the HQ area where I was quizzed by the brass, and the intel okies produced drawings to identify the UXO. Done and dusted. I had to give a statement to the SAP when next I was in the States, but never heard anything further about JJ. We deployed shortly thereafter on Ops Protea where lots of other stupid shit happened so it wasn't as if we were given time to dwell or anything...