S.Sgt. James C. (J.C.)
Matteson's dad, Mr. Matteson writes:
J.C. as we all called him, because there are so
many Jim's in the family, was a high school stand
out athlete. He was the star running back for
High School #28
and was an inspiration to many of his classmates.
J.C. was a Boyscout in grade school, started wrestling
in first grade and by the time he was ten took
second in the New York State Kids' Wrestling Championships.
He started playing midget football at ten and
every year until he graduated and ran track and
field in high school. He served several months
training with the Egyptians, nine months in Bosnia
when he was with the 3rd I.D. 98-01. Then he re-enlisted
with the 1st I.D. at Vilseck, Germany and spent
one year in Kosovo. Then he returned back to Germany
and he trained six months with the Special Forces
on urban warfare after which he deployed to Iraq
where he always led the way. When he and his Scouts
would do raids he would always go in first; per
his Scouts of 2-2, and his acts of heroism were
unmatched. On Nov. 10, when clearing Falluja,
Iraq three Scouts were wounded and pinned down
in a building, he stormed the building through
smoke lying on the floor of the building with
his wounded and bloody, he laid down fire saving
the Scouts. Then on the 12th of November the D.O.D.
gave me the awful news, they said: "our
grateful Nation wishes to inform you Sgt. James
C. Matteson while fighting gallantly from his
position in the turret of his Hum-V received a
direct hit from enemy insurgents' R.P.G. and was
killed in action for the battle of Fallujah, Iraq
7:12 a.m. Falluja, Iraq time this November 12,
J.C. had two sisters Hope
Freedom Matteson (who served in Iraq Mar. 19 until Dec.
9-03 when she was medevaced out with a broken foot and
was on crutches for six months, she is currently serving
with 4th .I.D. Ft Hood, Texas); and, a little sister
he adored Micaela Rose Matteson, six years old. Hope
and J.C. were very close all throughout their childhood
as well as adulthood. Hope joined the Army to go to
Germany, in part to be close to J.C. When they were
children everyone thought they were twins. They were
only 12 months apart, almost exactly to the day; Hope
was born on November 21 and J.C. was born on November
22. They were both born on Thanksgiving. I've given
thanks for them ever since, their father writes.
to see a picture of Sgt. Matteson with his proud
J.C. also had two step
brothers Nicholas Richard Knepshield and Brandon Russel
Knepshield whom he was with since Nick was three and
Brandon was born. To him, they were more then step brothers
they were his little brothers he was very fond of.
here or on the picture above to
visit a pictorial web site in tribute of Sgt. Matteson.
SSgt James C. Matteson, 23, of Celoron, New York
died in Fallujah, Iraq when a rocket-propelled
grenade struck his Hum-V. He was assigned to 2nd
Battalion, 2nd Infantry Regiment, 1st Infantry
Division, Vilseck, Germany. Died on November 12,
Visit his memorial
stone was erected in Jamestown, NY
in honor of SSgt. Matteson and his comrades.
Halfway down the trail to Hell,
In a shady meadow green
Are the souls of all dead
Near a good old-time canteen.
And this eternal resting place
Is known as Fiddler's Green.
Marching past, straight through
The Infantry are seen.
Accompanied by the Engineers, Artillery
For none but the shades of Cavalrymen
Dismount at Fiddler's Green.
Though some go curving down the trail
To seek a warmer scene.
No trooper ever gets to Hell
Ere he's emptied his canteen.
And so rides back to drink again
With friends at Fiddler's Green.
And so when man and horse go down
Beneath a saber keen,
Or in a roaring charge of fierce melee
You stop a bullet clean,
And the hostiles come to get
Just empty your canteen,
And put your pistol to your head
And go to Fiddler's Green.