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Listening to Bill Bailey speak is quite delightful. He is a very well-meaning, blunt, energetic old man. In a rough voice he repeats phrases like "Dem Nazi bastards" and "Dem sons o' bitches." I found myself smiling at his vivaciousness, which remained strong even 50 years after his service in Spain. I want to clarify that although Bill Bailey lacked a formal education, he was very intelligent and was able to learn quite a deal through his life experiences. Listening to him narrate the Bremen story, he uses large words like "belligerent" and refers to things like "Murphey's law." He generates great metaphors; for example, when describing being arrested at the Bremen story, he says "Police tripping on their own big feet." I could see this sensitivity and intelligence in Bailey's letters to Marjorie Polon as well. As I noted in an earlier post, some of the passages in those letters are quite beautiful, despite occasional spelling mistakes and grammatical errors.
I listened to a very descriptive account of Bailey's Bremen experience, feeling almost like I wa s there myself. From his narration, I realized that despite his gruffness and passion, Bailey was quite shy and sensitive. He recalls feeling almost "stage-fright" when he was on top of the ladder holding the Nazi flag in front of hundreds of people. He also recalls resentfully that their entire operation was rather brazen and arrogant, a "Hollywood production." It is interesting that despite inherent qualities in Bailey's personality, such as shyness and sensitivity, he becomes a part of this brazen and dangerous demonstration against the Nazis and in fact the central figure of the entire operation. It shows once more how forces of the community and life experiences impact a person, sometimes despite that person's inherent personal characteristics and inclinations.
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I got an even better sense of their personalities by reading Leo's letters from 1931 to 1937. During these years, he traveled around the states working for the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC). These letters were more light and humorous than the letters written in Spain which I read yesterday. In a letter to Gus on April 25, 1933, he pokes fun at his situation, saying that the only reason he left home was so that he could receive packages of goodies from his family. He goes on to say "The truth is I'm lonely here. Nobody loves me. X marks the spot a tear fell." Then he adds "Boloney. I never was happier in all my life." He gives himself titles like "The Wandering Jew" and "Leo the Great." I found myself lauging out loud in the middle of the Tamiment library at his words. It really was quite funny.
Within these love-able letters, Leo touches upon serious matters as well. He mentions that his friend Puny and he were "fast developing a criminal record" and were pink slipped for participating in labor strikes. At the end of this letter written on July 19, 1937, he writes "One of the kids from our section recently kicked the bucket in the Madrid offensive. And if that isn't a fitting end for this letter, I don't know what is." In this collection of Leo's letters from 1931 to 1937, I could trace his political development in the course of his experiences. The fact that he can laugh at his problems does not decrease the weight of his problems. He must wander across America from job to job to survive, all the while missing his family and suffering from poor living conditions. Therefore, it is clear that Leo became more aggressively and passionately Left through his struggles in the Great Depression.
Leo's own political beliefs and passions were most likely influenced by his aggressive brother Joe. I learned today that Joe was more the leader of the two brothers. He described being elected President of Cannery Workers Union and elected as an official delegate to the California State Convention of the American Federation of Labor. He writes to Gus telling him to get their friend Rose "into the party" as well. I got an even better sense of his aggressive personality from these letters, but I feel I have much more to read and to learn about this second brother Joe Gordon. I hope to better understand what happened to Joe after Leo is killed in battle and what he did after the war.
September 21, 2009
Today in the ALBA, I read the letters of Leo and Joseph Gordon, two American brothers who fought in the Abraham Lincoln Brigades in the Spanish Civil War. By reading their letters, I learned about their participation in the war and, more importantly, I learned about what that participation meant to them personally.
In fact, Leo Gordon confesses to his friend Gus in one letter: "I can't tell you anything about the war that you don't know. In fact, you are in a better position to get this information than I am." I feel as though Leo might as well have been speaking to me. In his letters, I learn, as his friend Gus learned, about his psychological and emotional responses to war, rather than simply the facts. In one letter Leo wrote to his cousin Gus, the soldier tells his friend to say hello to one of his comrades who recently returned home. Leo writes: “He might remember me- modest little me.” Statements like these remind me as I read the letter that the author bears the psychological burdens of war. He could die at any moment and naturally tries to appease his ego by seeking human love, respect, and recognition. He tells Gus that he has to walk miles to get water and asks his family on Staten Island to “appreciate the water a little more for [his] sake.”
Despite this occasional forlornness, Leo does not reveal any regret or contempt for his duty. On the contrary, he is extremely dedicated to and even inspired by the Republican cause. He passionately describes his experiences with the Spanish people and optimistically asserts that “before long, Spain may be the quietest spot on the globe.” This passionate dedication to the cause undoubtedly dominates over the hardships which Leo recounts to his cousin Gus of lice, malnutrition, and death. Leo Gordon seems to be one of the disciplined and dedicated soldiers described in Peter Carroll’s The Odyssey of the Abraham Lincoln Brigade.
Leo’s brother, Joe, seems to be even more politically driven than his brother. He was one of the soldiers in the first volunteer group that went to Spain and he was one of the wounded soldiers that returned to Spain after the Great Retreats to fight in the Ebro offensive. From his letters recounting political fights with the California State Federation of Labor, it is clear that Joe is a passionate Communist. In fact, he signs all of his letters “Comradely Yours.” Therefore, his story reflects the accounts in Carroll’s The Odyssey of the Abraham Lincoln Brigade that the Communists were predominant and crucial driving forces in the fight against fascism. Joe writes as passionately about the progress of the modern Spanish army as he does about labor law disputes in California.
I have more to read and to learn on these two soldiers. I look forward to getting to know all of them better through their personal thoughts and accounts. Through such intimate means, I hope I really begin to understand the human phenomenon called the Abraham Lincolns Brigade.