Légionnaire parachutiste : que reste-t-il du mythe ?

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This is a pic from our little chapel in the 2 REP camp near Philippeville in Algeria, 1960. All these legionnaires are to be buried the next day. The coffin in the middle front covers the body of our Captain Bourgin.
Respects to those who served in Algeria, Jonny, and to your comrades who never made it home. Great photos.
 

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This is a pic from our litle chapel in the 2 REP camp near Philippeville in Algeria, 1960. All these legionnaires are to be buried the next day. The coffin in the middle front covers the body of our Captain Bourgin.
Capt Pierre Bourgin, CO of the so-called Compagnie Portée, 2e REP, was KIA on March 1st, 1959. Pictures of him below, picked on the web (on the right picture, without a beard, smoking a ciggie).

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Yes, that’s him. The best officer I ever served with, and also a poet, he would some times post little poems in the Képi Blanc magazine under a Russian name. Apparently he came up through the ranks. I have some other pics, but not yet scanned.
 

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OK, another story about Capt Bourgin:

It was in Algeria, 1959. We had just completed searching a part of a hilly area where nothing was found. Basically a standard operation, nothing to report:

Then we trudged through an open plain, just grass and shrubs, with some hills in the distance..... When suddainly at least one machine gun, possibly two, opened up on us from those hills. I fell flat on my face, as did everybody else. The bullets really whistled just seemingly inches from my head.

Capitaine Bourgin was a little bit in front of me with his ‘radio’ (the guy carrying the radio), both laying flat like me, but then the captain suddenly just got up and walked into the machine gun fire, talking quietly on his radio, directing the artillery fire onto the rebels. His ‘radio’ was cowering behind, looking very unhappy, and I was barely lifting my head, in case one of those whistling bullets would make contact.

Then the artillary opened up, and we could all get up on our feet again, except the captain’s ‘radio’ who was shot through both legs. But he survived.
 

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