Walter T. Cholewa, 91
Hometown: North Tonawanda
Residence: North Tonawanda
War zone: Italy
Years of service: 1943-46
Most prominent honor: Navy Commendation Medal for meritorious service against German aircraft at Salerno
Specialty: Aviation ordnance and gunnery
By Lisa Khoury
News Staff Reporter
Imagine wondering what it would be like to think you could die at any moment. Then imagine thinking that almost constantly for six days in a row.
Walter T. Cholewa doesn’t have to imagine. Even at age 91, he vividly remembers what it felt like to continuously contemplate the prospect of death from Sept. 11 to 17, 1943, in a World War II battle off the shores of Salerno, Italy.
Yet that is hardly his most unforgettable war memory.
Yes, the Navy veteran certainly remembers those days during September 1943. Sometimes, he even feels himself rocking on a ship on the Mediterranean Sea. He still can visualize German planes dropping bombs 5 feet away from him – splashing into the sea instead of onto his ship – as the Allies invaded Italy.
Yet the veteran’s most unforgettable war experience occurred while on leave in November 1943 – the moment he walked inside his family’s North Tonawanda home. They had heard rumors that he was dead. “My mother was dressing my little sister on the chair,” Cholewa recalls as he begins to cry.
Choked up, he could barely articulate the rest of the story.
“My little sister was so surprised. She went to school and told everybody, ‘My brother’s home. He’s a hero.’ My dad came home from work, and I tapped him on the shoulder. …”
His father was shocked, he flailed his arms, and his paycheck went flying, Cholewa remembers.
In the last seven decades, Cholewa has never suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder and has barely talked with friends and family about his duty at sea and the invasions of Sicily and the Italian mainland. His take on the war has been simple: He did it to serve his country, and that felt natural to him.
He had dropped out of North Tonawanda High School at 17 and found work after his father had been laid off. That, too, seemed the natural thing to do to help out his parents and nine siblings, he said. In fact, his life has revolved around how he can serve others.
And he says the war never changed his approach to life.
“I think I stayed the same; the war didn’t bother me,” he said.
But at any moment during those six days, Cholewa and his 27 fellow sailors on the Merchant Marine vessel SS Williams Dean Howells could have been killed. Working on an upper deck of the ship during the prolonged German attack, he said, he kept his hands glued to his anti-aircraft gun while trying to defend the crew and the ship.
That meant limited rest and food. He kept a hammock next to his gun and grabbed some shut-eye at night.
Cooks would climb up to his gunnery station to bring him a sandwich if he was hungry.
“I saw two of those bombs coming, and I thought for sure they were going to hit us,” he said.
The planes that had carried them were close enough so that Cholewa opened fire.
“All of the sudden,” he said, “both those planes disappeared. I don’t know where they went.”
As he sat in the living room of his modest North Tonawanda home, Cholewa paused while sharing his war story. Had he shot the planes? “I don’t know.”
The possibility still haunts him, though he knows he was defending himself and his country.
While in the Navy, Colewa sent half of his $21 paycheck to his family each month.
Today, so many decades later, Cholewa is no less kindhearted than he was when he left school as a teen to earn money for the family.
Just ask his second wife, Addie, whom he married 10 years ago. She barely has to do a chore in the house.
“When I would dust, I would just dust,” she said. “He takes the lampshade and vacuums and cleans the lamp. He makes the meals. He does everything. He cooks, dusts, vacuums, does the wash, washes the floors; he painted the family room – he even shampoos rugs.”
And don’t get her started on his delicious homemade pierogi.
Life is just heavenly with him, she said, recalling how before she met him at a dance a decade ago, her years had been filled with caring for sickly loved ones who have since passed away. Now, she said, someone is caring for her.
All of which has come to symbolize Walter Cholewa: family man, serviceman, caregiver, man of action.
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