He never wanted to quit, but homelife kept tugging hard on the
old vet's heart.
Pete Morakon loves the Army, all the camaraderie with the troops
and his soldier brothers from the past.
Geri, he loves, too.
Their lifelong love affair - a marriage spanning 55 years - has
taken a cruel turn, forcing Pete to make a difficult decision.
"I can't leave her alone," he said. "Otherwise, I'd drive on."
Last year, 79-year-old Geri underwent surgery for Stage 3 ovarian
cancer. The cancer is in remission, Pete said, but she has been
diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease.
"She doesn't realize she has cancer," he said.
He fears that one day, left alone, Geri might turn on the stove
and forget about it. He can't let that happen.
Not to his sweetheart. Not to the love of his life, as he calls
her.
"He's given up something he loves for something he loves more,"
said Nora Sumrell, a technical editor with the Airborne Special
Operations Test Directorate.
On Dec. 31, Pete officially retired from his job as a civilian
test officer on Fort Bragg after 55 years of federal service. That
includes a long stretch with Special Forces during 30 years in the
Army. It's a career that includes 4,408 military free-fall jumps and
500 or so static-line jumps.
Pete's last two jumps came in Raeford on Nov. 20. There will be
no more, he said.
For all purposes, he has already clocked out.
Retirement has begun.
Following his retirement ceremony on Dec. 11, Col. Marshall A.
Hagen, director of Airborne Special Operations Test Directorate,
called Pete Morakon "a legacy."
Pete pooh-poohs such talk.
"I'm not a legend," he said from his home in the Wells Place
neighborhood, where he and Geri have lived for 23 years. "I'm just a
soldier doing my job. By doing something a long time doesn't make
you a legend."
Pete and Geri Morakon's enduring relationship will forever be
linked to his extended military and government careers, spanning the
Korean and Vietnam wars through the conflicts in Iraq and
Afghanistan.
Geri has a twin brother, Gerald, whose own life has been changed
dramatically by Alzheimer's. The progressive disease has erased his
memory, and he no longer recognizes his twin sister or her husband.
The Morakons' eldest daughter, Susan, takes care of him at her
Fayetteville home. When she goes to work, she drops her uncle off at
the Southern Hospitality Adult Day Center.
Pete doesn't want anyone else taking care of his Geri.
That's why he decided to retire and become her full-time
caretaker. She takes the medication Aricept, which Pete hopes will
stymie the progression of the disease. So far, he said, the drug
appears to be effective.
"And the most important thing is she knows who I am," he said.
"Don't worry," Geri piped in, "I'll never forget that."
Just two days into retirement, Pete seemed a bit uncomfortable, a
little on edge, at his home on the edge of Fayetteville.
He acknowledged that he's going to miss his duties at the test
directorate, where he performed safety tests on equipment used by
Airborne and Special Operations soldiers. Pete said he did
everything for the private in the ranks - the simple soldier.
The work on post made him feel vital, and that he was still
contributing to the modern Army. Even at the age of 78.
"Which meant a lot to me," Pete said.
In 1980, he retired as command sergeant major from the John F.
Kennedy Special Warfare Center and School. It had been a long
military career, one he had hoped to extend for another five years.
But a selection board in Washington decided not to retain him.
After three decades of active-duty service to his country, Pete was
out.
He entered the service in June 1949. His father, John, and his
mother, Anna, spoke broken English. Of Ukrainian descent, his
parents had immigrated to this country from Austria in 1912.
John Morakon worked in the Pennsylvania coal mines. Pete, the
youngest of their nine children, didn't want the same life.
He tried to join the Army in 1948, as a junior in high school.
His mother caught wind of it, and urged her son to graduate from
high school. Pete became the only member of his family to earn a
high school diploma.
Afterward, he headed off to war. He fought in the Korean War as
an infantry squad leader with the 187th Airborne Regimental Combat
Team.
His fate was up in the air in Inje, Korea, when, in May 1951, his
regiment was surrounded by attacking North Korean soldiers.
"You know when you're down to your last clip of ammunition ... "
he said, without completing the thought. Fortunately, fresh supplies
were dropped to the soldiers.
After receiving an honorable discharge in October 1952, Morakon
re-enlisted a year later and was assigned to Fort Knox, Ky., for
30-day refresher training. While on leave one Thursday night, he met
a youthful Geraldine Hogan in his hometown of Wilkes-Barre, Pa.
"When I met her, that was it," he said. "She was a beautiful
girl, and I fell in love with her."
Ten days into their courtship, he asked her to marry him. With a
grin, he recalled Geri telling him: "My God, I don't even know you!"
On Feb. 4, 1954, they became husband and wife.
A month later, he was assigned to the 504th Parachute Infantry
Regiment at Fort Bragg as a reconnaissance squad leader.
In March 1955, Geri gave birth to their first child, Susan. Seven
years later, Jamie, their second and last child, was born. Pete had
moved up in the ranks by then, to staff sergeant.
He attended the Special Forces Operations and Intelligence course
in 1963 before being assigned to the 5th Special Forces Group
(Airborne).
"They were the only ones that really had a real-world mission,
and that was in Southeast Asia," he said.
In 2007, he was inducted into the Special Forces Hall of Fame on
Fort Bragg. He considers it one of the highlights of his life.
As for Geri, she spent two decades working Civil Service in post
finance. She later took a job in accounting with Carolina Telephone
before volunteering with the American Red Cross at Womack Army
Medical Center.
In 1984, Pete started on his second career as a civilian test
officer at the U.S. Army Airborne Board. For 25 years, he tested new
parachutes and certified U.S., foreign and commercial aircraft. In
all, he conducted more than 52 tests that included nearly every
aspect of airborne operations.
"Everybody looks up to him," Hagen said. "What he's done, and
what he did here."
It was those years of Civil Service work at the test directorate
that were celebrated earlier this month. Pete touched a lot of lives
in his distinguished career, Hagen said during the ceremony that
honored "a special couple, Pete and Geri Morakon."
That memory is fading for Geri.
"What was that last ceremony we went to?" she asked Pete four
days later at home.
"That was my retirement ceremony. Couldn't remember?"
"Oh, that's what it was."
"This is Pete's show," Hagen said.
For the retirement ceremony at the Yellow Ramp on Pope Air Force
Base, Pete sat up front with Geri and daughter Susan, facing a large
U.S. flag.
Beforehand, he made the rounds, working the room like a seasoned
politician. He clasped hands and hugged his old Army buddies and
aging Special Forces brethren.
Theirs, Pete said later, is a special bond.
For the occasion, he wore a dark blue suit and red, white and
blue flag tie.
This old paratrooper hobbled as he walked. His knees are bad.
Bone on bone. But he doesn't blame the thousands of jumps for his
difficulty in getting up in the morning. Instead, he attributes
those faulty knees to years of running and "humping the rucksack."
Geri followed Pete around the room, clutching a purse on her
right arm. "That's my honey bunny," he called her during an exchange
with an old friend.
Leon Price, a former director of the Airborne and Special
Operations Test Directorate, described them as a team. She has
supported Pete all his life, Price said.
"He was very dedicated to his wife," he said. "He has taken the
time to nurture her back to health. He has always been faithful and
loyal to her."
Every day, usually late afternoon or early evening, Pete and Geri
will find a spot on the deck behind their home and say the rosary
together. At night, they'll sit real close in the leather recliner
that he bought four or five years ago.
Together, they watch TV.
Pete will continue to see his friends, going to the Special
Forces Association Chapter meeting the second Saturday of each
month. On Thursdays, it's unlikely that Pete will miss breakfast
with the retired Special Forces guys at the Special Warfare Center.
"You never know if you'll see them again," he said. "Or, if
they'll see me again."
He said he's blessed to be alive, and "blessed to be married to a
beautiful and wonderful woman, and to have two wonderful children."
At this stage of Alzheimer's, Geri's able to do most everything
for herself. Pete cooks the meals, and a woman comes in to clean the
house every couple of weeks.
Geri hums incessantly, something Pete said she never did before
the onset of dementia. She has an insatiable appetite for cookies
and candy, and she usually drinks three or four 12-ounce cans of
Country Time Lemonade a day.
"That's all I drink is lemonade," Geri said. "It's good."
Back home, her husband ribbed her that he's going back to work.
He needs to put bread on the table, he said, laughing.
"No, you're not," she said. "You're home."
Once she has left the room, Pete said it's not the Alzheimer's
that worries him the most. It's the thought of the cancer recurring.
On Feb. 2, he's taking her back to UNC Hospitals in Chapel Hill for
a re-evaluation.
"I will never put her in a nursing home. Not as long as she knows
who I am," he said. "No, I will take care of my sweetheart."
All these years, Geri supported her husband over his long
military and government careers. In 2000, she was there when Pete
had surgery for prostate cancer. She was there to support him a few
years ago, when he broke his leg on a jump.
Now, it's the old soldier's turn to stand by his wife.
"We have a good life," Geri said, her eyes glued on Pete. "Me and
him and our two dogs."