By Dave Lieber
The death of Martin James Govednik at age 77 cannot pass without a tribute to his
bravery and to the bravery of his generation.
Every time another World War II veteran leaves us, we lose a piece of our nation's
soul. The legacies of these heroes are the freedoms we enjoy today, but they are also the
cherished children and grandchildren they leave behind.
If Govednik had not survived his torturous eight months in a Japanese prisoner of war
camp, he would not have returned home and married LaVerne, and they would not have their
five children, all residents of greater Northeast Tarrant County.
These grown children are a wonderful monument to the life of the quiet retired Air Force
lieutenant who moved to Fort Worth in 1966 for a job with General Dynamics.
But his personal story is one that Govednik, like many of his peers, was reluctant to
share for so long. Until three years ago, his family never knew how strong a man Govednik
"He didn't talk about it much," daughter Terry says.
"I wondered a lot of times what he was thinking about," recalls his wife,
"He was incredibly self-reliant," son Frank says. "It's a blessing and a
curse, because he kept so many things to himself."
A few years ago, daughter Carol persuade her father to write about his memories for a
Govednik worked on his story for months. It wasn't easy. The nightmares returned, though
in the end, writing was therapy for a man who never went to a therapist.
When his story, Solitary Sojourn in Singapore, was published in 1994, Govednik's children
learned the terrible details of their father's imprisonment.
Govednik was the radar operator on the Postville Express, a B-29 bomber assigned to
destroy enemy naval dry docks on Singapore Island. The bombing mission was a success, but
afterward Japanese gunners hit the plane and the right wing fell off. All the men bailed
out with parachutes.
Govednik landed near the burning fuselage. None of his companions was nearby, so he took
off in the jungle. Within two days, he was captured by the Japanese and taken to Outram
Road Prison, where he spent eight months in solitary confinement.
His diet consisted of gruel with a fish head in it and powdered milk. His weight dropped
to 85 pounds.
From the start, Govednik stood up to his captors with quiet toughness, giving only his
name, rank and serial number.
He turned large humiliations into small victories. Once when he was caught tapping
messages in Morse code to the prisoner in the next cell, "a guard came into my cell
brandishing a two handed, samurai sword," he wrote. "He cowered me onto the
wooden bed and put the point of the sword at my throat. He threatened that I could be
beheaded if my behavior didn't improve. He said we were the worst prisoners he ever saw. I
took it as a compliment."
Govednik fought his depression with ingenious methods.
"I developed a routine," he wrote. "I would pace around my cell 25 paces
clockwise, stop for a few minutes and look out the metal grill at the bottom of the door.
Then pace around counterclockwise for 25 paces."
He battled his desire to commit suicide by using fish bones to carve intricate
mathematical equations on his wall.
And he dreamed about food.
"I would wake up with the side of my face and the boards that were my bed wet with
saliva," he wrote.
In September 1945, near the time of his scheduled execution, the war had ended, and he was
released to the Allies.
"A nurse came to my berth and asked me if I wanted a back rub," he wrote.
"I told her to go ahead if she could find some back muscles to rub. She rolled me
over and stroked her warm, soft, gentle fingers up and down my spinal column.
"I was going home. I fell asleep."
Govednik's magazine story ended there, but when he returned to America, he met LaVerne,
married her and raised five children.
He taught mathematics and physics in the Fort Worth school district for 12 years.
The only quirk Govednik carried with him, his family says, was that, wherever he went, he
carried an extra sandwich.
He wanted to be prepared.
"People forget that if it weren't for those guys who fought in the war, our whole
country could be changed," daughter Carol says. "It might not even be our
government here. It could be something else."
Govednik was able to pass his legacy to his children: Martin Jr. of Colleyville, Tony of
north Fort Worth, Frank of Flower Mound, Terry of Bedford and Carol of Colleyville.
These children will pass their father's deeds down to Govednik's grandchildren, eight more
young residents of Northeast Tarrant: Michelle, Lara, Karla, Cara, Michael, Matthew, Derek
That's why the death last week of Martin James Govednik cannot pass without paying tribute
to his bravery and also to the bravery of his generation.
We owe them everything.
Dave Lieber's Northeast Beat column appears Sundays, Tuesdays and Fridays in the Star-Telegram.