Sunday, February 15, 2015

That Tomb of Miscalculation

It was on this date, February 15, 1944 that the greatest monastery in Christendom was destroyed by Allied bombers.  Its destruction represents hubris, group-think, error, and misrepresentation on the part of the Allies.  The destruction would lead to loss of architectural detailing, loss of artwork, loss of human life, and the loss of what sanctuary means.   Like many stories it embodies a variety of events, unfortunate occurrences, and foolish thoughts put into action.  Unfortunately, it is more about the miscalculations of man rather than about the better angels of our nature.  The Monastery that was destroyed sat 1,500 feet above the valley floor.  As described by Rick Atkinson in his book The Day of Battle: “the great abbey abruptly loomed on the pinnacle, trapezoidal and majestic seven acres of Travertino stone with a facade twice as long as that of Buckingham Palace.”  This great monastery sat on a precipice northwest from the confluence of the Rapido and Liri Rivers, among the mountains of central Italy.
Monte Cassino Abbey prior to 1944 bombing

This was the grand abbey of Monte Cassino near Cassino, Italy. It was the first abbey founded by St Benedict who would write a book simply known as The Rule.  This book would outline in a simple, yet rather elegant manner, the rules for western monasticism.  The book has stood the test of time better than the abbey in which it was conceived.  St Benedict of Nursia was born in 480 AD, and would found the abbey in 529 on the site of a pagan temple to Apollo.  The Patron Saint of Europe, Benedict would be one of the people to lead a continent to a new civilization follwing the decline and fall of the Roman Empire. 
Abbey above village of Cassino

Unfortunately, the Allied bombing in 1944 was not be the first time the abbey had been destroyed. Chaos would reign in much of Europe with the fall of the Roman Empire in the late fifth century.  Monasteries were one of the few places to keep the flame of knowledge alive and well. They did this more than by simply copying texts they had gathered before the books had been burned by the Huns, Vandals, Visigoths, and other tribes roaming about the continent leaving destruction in their midst. Monte Cassino would see occupation by the Lombards in 584, with the monks taking over a century to reclaim the home monastery of Benedict.  A forerunner to the Muslim extremists of today, Muslim insurgents would burn the abbey in 883 and make the Islamic State (ISIS) and Boko Harem proud in the manner in which they murdered the Bishop.  The monks would once again rebuild.  An earthquake would destroy the abbey in 1349, and once again it would be rebuilt.  It would be destroyed in 1799 at the hands of the little Frenchman with a large ego.  The abbey was once again rebuilt following the escapades of Napoléon.  Some things are too important to leave in ruin, and Monte Cassino is one of them.  The great abbey would come to have the motto “Succisa Virecit” meaning “struck down, it comes to new life.”  A fitting motto. The abbey assisted in the preservation of thought, art and architecture, and in so doing embodies endurance.  Perhaps even St. Benedict would be surprised at its resilience.
 
Statute of St Benedict in a Courtyard at
St. John's University, Collegeville
Photo by Author
The grand attribute of the abbey, the way it sat on the precipice above the valley, also presented it as a strategic location and a prime target for attack and destruction.  In 1944, it had the unfortunate location of being between the Allied advances from southern Italy to the main prize--Rome.    While it was rebuilt in the middle part of the last century following destruction by the Allies, the giant jigsaw to which it was rendered left an untold number of pieces of carved stones unable to fit into the giant 3-D puzzle of its recreation.  But, it did not have to be destroyed.  But for the hubris of one, the lack of imagination of a second, the lack of backbone of a third, and the human frailty of many the abbey as it existed on February 4, 1944 would be in place today.  It offers lessons to us, and history can be a great teacher.
Aerial view of destruction

One lesson we learn in school is that the German leaders of WWII were not good people.  Yet, it was a German commander who early in the war, took it upon himself to move much of the artwork of Monte Cassino to the Vatican for safekeeping.  The monks insisted that two monks travel with the truckloads to assure they reached their destination.  Of course, proving that the German leaders were not good people, 15 crates of artwork would still end up in the collection of the Herman Goring division near Berlin. Had much of the abbey's artwork not been taken to the Vatican, the Monuments Men would have been even more busy.  
Herman Goering looking at plundered art

While the German commander, Field Marshall Kesselring kept his promise that the abbey and 300 meters beyond would not be occupied, the area below the clear zone would be well fortified.  Abbey outbuildings, and homes were destroyed to provide for positions and view. Allied artillery would pound the area and by 5 February terrified area residents would pound on the abbey door desiring sanctuary.  Atkinson reports that perhaps up to 2500 refugees were in the abbey, living on the stairs, in the halls, and bunking on the workshop tables.  Benedictine hospitality at work.  If present, wine and the famed Benedictine liqueur were probably the drink of choice. During this trying time, Atkinson notes that the abbey log had a simple recording:  “May God shorten these terrible days.” 
Field Marshall Kesselring
The New Zealand dentist turned General, Bernard Fryberg, who had the ear of General Alexander would push for the destruction of the abbey.  Fryberg would write to American General Clark and Alexander demanding its destruction.  French General Juin, and American General Keyes would disagree. Keyes took several flights over the abbey and came to the conclusion that those who claimed they saw Germans in the abbey were intent on inventing a scene not viewed.  The Germans understood something that Freyberg did not—observation posts dug below the hill crest were better camouflaged.  Alexander had promised to protect Monte Cassino but we would accede to Fryberg’s demand.  Clark attempted to forestall the attack, but was unsuccessful.  Clark would note to Alexander that first, no clear evidence placed the Germans in the abbey.  Second, previous efforts to bomb a building or town to prevent German occupation had always failed.  He felt that it would be a shame to destroy such a treasure, and those who sought refuge within its walls.  Finally, he noted that “if the Germans are not in the monastery now, they certainly will be in the rubble after the bombing ends.” (Atkinson)  Rubble is much better at camouflage than a structure.  Clark would accede to the bombing, but would first dictate a memo noting that General Alexander should not be meddling within the affairs of his command.  If it was up to the on-ground American commanders in Italy, Monte Cassino likely would not have been destroyed during WWII.  One man, Fryberg insisting on its demolition, and Clark, who tried to forestall the action but in the end would back down to his superior (Alexander) who stuck his nose into the tactics of the field commander. 
Abbey as it stands today

On the night before the bombing, Allied planes dropped leaflets noting that the abbey would be bombed the next morning.  Abbey attempts to communicate with the German lines to arrange safe passage failed.  This may be in part attributed to the death of a young monk who had been suffering from a fever, and the monks being busy in preparation for a quick burial.  In any event, some refugees thought the leaflets were a ruse by the abbey to get them to leave.  One must expect that food and supplies, were running short, and the Benedictine liqueur likely out.  The most well-known abbey in Christendom was turned into an animal house. 
Abbey Chapel

It was about 9:24 am, on the morning of February 15, 1944 when the first of eight waves of Allied bombers arrived.  A total of 250 bombers would appear over the great abbey.  The monks were in the lower level of the monastery doing morning prayers when they heard explosion, after explosion, after explosion.  By 1:13 pm, the bombing campaign was over.  Atkinson would report that over 600 tons of high explosives and incendiary devices would be dropped on the abbey, along with hundreds of artillery rounds.  In only a few hours the abbey, which arose from stone, was now but a pile of smoldering rubble.  No one knows exactly how many refugees were in the abbey, so no one knows how many died.  Bodies were disintegrated into dust due to the concentrated bombing.  The British estimated that 300 to 400 refugees perished during the assault.  Folly at the highest level, as not one German soldier was known to have died.  But, due to miss-drops, allied soldiers would die. Two days later, on Thursday, February 17, the abbot with 40 monks and the remaining refugees who were mostly aged, orphaned and widowed, would depart.  In perhaps an understatement of irony, and but by the grace of God, the great arched stone entrance to the abbey was left standing.  Carved in the lintel above this still standing entry door was PAX. 
 
Abbey Door
Showing once again that a dentist does not a general make, Fryberg would fail to follow the bombardment with infantry.  Thus, as Clark predicted, the Germans would soon take the hill and burrow into the rubble.  Any advantage Alexander and Fryberg hoped to gain never materialized.  It would be May before the allies would make an advance beyond Cassino from this position.   One US corporal, as reported by Atkinson, would refer to the abbey destruction as —“that tomb of miscalculation.”  A war of attrition was now in progress.

General Fryberg
Proving the remark of that US corporal, British Col. Hunt, who was an aide to General Alexander, commenting on a German message intercepted prior to the bombing would say that the bombing “was idleness by the man who read the intercept.”  That would have been a British interpreter.  The intercept was first translated as “Is the HQ in the Abbey?  Yes” but the translator did not read and properly translate the whole intercept.  Col Hunt would notice that the translation did not match the intercept, but unfortunately he was too late to stop the bombing raid.  After questioning the interpreter it came out that the intercept was only partially translated and it contained errors.  The proper translation, Hunt discovered was:  “Is the abbot in the monastery?  Yes, the abbot is with the monks in the monastery.” To avoid conflict with the abbey, and civilians, the German soldiers likely kept track of their coming and goings. If the interpreter had read the full last sentence of the intercept he would have noticed that the original interpretation of the question which preceded it was not correct.  The destruction of the abbey was caused, at least in part, by a poorly interpreted message, following the folly of a chain of command where no one wished to fully question the evidence. 
Monte Cassino Abbey near present time
Photo from Blog of Eric Hollis, OSB

Once again the Abbey would be rebuilt.  Pope Paul VI would consecrate this rise from the dust in the 1960’s.  But today, rooms within the bowels of the abbey are occupied not by monks but by pieces that did not fit back within the massive 3-D jig saw puzzle.  Exquisitely carved stone work friezes, frescoes, paintings, and mosaics are left in heaps of leftover debris.  Yet, the waste of human life for those seeking sanctuary is even worse.  It was a death trap for many refugees.  But, while a building can be rebuilt, the dead mourned, the human mind can be fragile.  Let us take the example of an American named Walter M. Miller.
Walter M. Miller

Miller was involved in over fifty bombing missions during the Second World War, including the assault on Monte Cassino.  Some consider this bombing to have been a traumatic experience for Miller.  He would have PTSD, before PTSD had its current name.  At school and during the war Miller called himself an atheist.  But, in 1947, at the age of 25 he became a Roman Catholic. Some believe the experience of Monte Cassino, and the torment it caused would take Miller to an early grave.  He committed suicide in 1966.  Perhaps he was the last casualty of the bombing.  Miller’s greatest known work is A Canticle for Leibowitz, a novel about the long, slow rebuilding process following nuclear holocaust.  As one commentator would write: 
Miller's epic tale is not a political allegory, but an illustration of the dictum that those who fail to learn from history are condemned to repeat it. Miller once said, that it ‘never occurred to me that Canticle was my own personal response to war until I was writing the first version of the scene where Zerchi lies half buried in the rubble. Then a light bulb came on over my head: "Good God, is this the abbey at Monte Cassino?.... What have I been writing?’
 
Cover of book by W. Miller

Bernard Fryberg may have well believed the destruction of the abbey would provide the allies with an advantage.  A proper translation may not have affected Alexander's thoughts.  Clark may have realized there are sometimes you should question a command, particularly when history informs you of the likelihood of a different outcome.  A series of human failings would lead to loss of life, and loss of heritage.  The allies, in a measure of deceit reaching the highest level of government, would quickly shift blame for the attack saying Germans were in the abbey. Besides saying incontrovertible evidence would be provided to justify the breaking of a promise to not attack the abbey, the British have yet to provide anything to the Vatican.  To the victor go the spoils, and the writing of history.  It may have been more a tomb of folly, than a “tomb of miscalculation.” As Walter Miller understood, our past influences and shapes our future in ways we may not recognize. Unfortunate events help form us, and it is our duty to learn from circumstances provided.  As the doomsday clock has now clicked closer to zero, is peace ever more fleeting?

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