


** Rank --- Name ---
Date of Death --- Home --- Wall Location - Line Number **
CPT Ellis Miller Bailey - 11/Oct/67-Itasca, TX - 27E - 87
PFC Charles Douglas
Blair - 14/May/70 -
SP4 James Gregory Brady
- 27/Nov/68 -
SP4 Daniel Scanlon Brooker
- 15/Nov/71 -
SP4 Luis Hector
SGT. Jerome Dee Chandler
- 27/Nov/68 -
SP4 John Andrew Charnoplosky
- 15/Nov/71 -
CW2 Howard Brisbane
Comer - 24/Nov/69 -
SP5 David De Witt Creel
- 27/Nov/68 -
*
CPT Thomas Albert Derosier - 07/Jul/67 - Fall River, MA - 23E - 27
WO1
Allen Eugune Duneman - 27/Nov/68 - Magnolia, IA - 38W - 73
WO1 Stephen John Eckle
- 12/Apr/68 -
SP5 Clyde Sampson Evans
- 21/May/69 -
WO1
John Francis Fitzgerald - 12/Apr/68 - Norwood, MA - 49E-32
SP4
Fredrick Harry Frazer - 27/Nov/68 - Wickenburg, AZ - 38W - 72
CW2 William
SP5 William Frank Johnson - 12/Feb/71 - Bel Air, MD - 05W - 40
SP4 James Randall Jones
Jr.- 24/Nov/69 -
SP4 Roy Douglas Jordan
- Dec/27/70 -
WO1
Stephen Dale Karnehm - 27/Sep/71 - Piqua, OH - 02W - 28
CPT Donald Robert Kilpatrick
- 02/Sep/69 -
CPT John JullianoKintaro
- 27/Sep/71 -
WO1 Raymond Henry Krug
Jr. - 14/May/70 -
SGT.
Edwin Allen Kudlacek - 28/Sep/71 - Omaha, NA - 2W - 29
CPT
Thomas John Larkin II - 14/May/70 -
SP4
Dennis Jay Lulofs - 16/Feb/68 - Clarksville, MI - 39E - 74
WO1
Gerald David Markland - 28/Dec/68 - Albuquerque, NM - 36W - 86
WO1 Vincent Patrick
Martin Jr. - 15/Nov/71 -
SP4
Charles
WO1 John Joseph Petrilla
- 02/May/72 -
SP4 Stephen C. Ponty Jr. - 28/Dec/68 - Monmouth Juntion, NJ - 36W - 86
SP4
Michael Grant Porter - 13/Apr/69 -Anaheim, CA - 27W - 83
SP4 Dale Kyette
Porterfield - 02/May/72 -
CPT Billie Taylor Presson
- 20/Sep/67 -
WO1 Thomas Joe Puff
- 15/Nov/71 -
1LT August Karl Ritzau
- 27/Nov/68 -
SP4 Ricardo Ibrahin
Romero - 13/Apr/69 -
* Maj. Charles Edward
Sauer - 7/Jul/67 -
SP5 Kenneth Charles Scruton
- 05/Jan/68 -
CPT James
* PFC Paul Joseph Simon
- 07/Jul/67 -
*
CPL. Ivra Allen Tatum - 07/Jul/67 - Stephens, AR - 23E - 32
SP4
SP5 Harold Allen Tharp
Jr. - 12/Apr/68 -
W01 Charles
SP4 Laurence Atwood
Young - 24/Nov/69 -
* Denotes first members of the 187th
Assault Helicopter Company to die in the
VISIT THE HOLY LAND of the 187th Assault Helicopter CompanyTayNinh South Vietnam
Photo by Don Joyce
They are unable to be with us this evening and so we remember them.
The table, set for one, is small - it symbolizes the frailty of us all.
The tablecloth is white - symbolic of the purity of their intentions to respond to their country's call to arms.
The single rose displayed in a vase reminds us of the families and loved ones of our comrades who will not return.
The red ribbon, tied so prominently on the vase, is reminiscent of the red ribbon worn upon the lapel and breast of thousands who bear witness to the tragedy of POW's and MIA's and, with unyielding determination, demand a proper accounting for our missing.
A slice of lemon rests on the plate - to remind us of their bitter fate.
There is salt upon the plate - symbolic of the tears of families and loved ones.
The glass is inverted - they cannot toast with us tonight.
The chair is forever empty - they are not here.
Tonight we take time to recall those who were our comrades-in-arms, we depended on them for aid and support.
Let us remember all of our missing crewmembers and honor them as we stand for a moment of silence....
Author Unknown

The scream came again. It
began as a small sob then rumbled to the surface, building up speed and
power as it went. When it pierced her lips it shook and expanded the atmosphere.
The black velvet dress trembled in time with her sobs from her neck to
her ankles. Her blue eyes glassy and distant in her pale face,revealed
her pain. A black hat and veil covered her blonde hair and blue eyes. She
fell to her knees in this small clearing,blanketed
in dead yellow grass. The rain poured down from the gray sky as she looked
into the black woods that surrounded her. The trees, mostly fir, seemed
large and domineering. In front of her lay a grave with a simple stone
marker. Beside the marker a small flag; red, white, and blue, waved in
the breeze.
She looked to the man standing
at the head of the grave. He looked handsome in his green uniform like
the one her husband once wore. His face showed no expression except for
the watery look in his eyes. As the rain ran off the visor of his hat,
he raised a trumpet to his lips and began to play. The woman looked at
the gold band on her left hand and wondered what meaning it held now? She
remembered her wedding and saw her husband’s
face. While the trumpet played its mournful song, she removed the ring
and squeezed it tightly in her palm.
A lump formed in her throat
and her blood boiled as she continued thinking. The words"Killed
in the line of duty", and "I’m sorry Mam"
kept ringing through her mind. She saw visions of her husband being shot
by a man shrouded in vegetation with black hair and a brown round face.
She saw him going home to his wife amd telling
stories of the man he had killed. The scream came again, not out of grief
but out of hate. A hate for the enemy and a hate
for the woman that loved him.
She realized the trumpet
had stopped and that the soldier had left. She got up snapping out of her
daze and, with a soul raging with hate, she
left, fueling her anger towards a whole nation of people. As she walked
she removed her hat and veil to reveal her long hair and red swollen eyes.
The wind blowing through the trees seemed to mourn with her as she hesitated,
then moved on.
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Thousands of miles away
a girl stood in a dense section of jungle. She mumbled something over and
over as her gaze swept aimlessly. Stepping forward she stood on the bank
of a creek surrounded by thick green vegetation. As
a thin but calloused hand brushed a long strand of black hair out of her
eyes, revealing a smuged teary face.
She knelt in the mud and
submerged her hands into it,she
began to dig. Flies buzzed around her bare arms and feet. Mud splattered
on the rags she used for clothes as her sobs rang through the jungle.
When she was finished digging
she walked to the edge of the jungle and disappeared. She reappeared dragging
a body behind her. The blood stains over the heart revealed the cause of
death.
The short man had demanding
facial features even at rest. His hat had been lost in the battle so the
bald spot on his head was visible surrounded by short black and gray hair.
He was clearly much older than this girl ,
his wife. She now had the body beside the grave. Leaning forward unsteady,
she brushed the mud from her hands then pressed the eyes shut with mud
She
had been tending the children when she heard shots ring through the jungle.
Comprehending that they came from her husband’s
direction, she had left the youngest son with his two sisters and had gone
running through the jungle. The rough terrain made the running hard on
her bare feet. She tripped several times before falling over her husband’s
body. Her first look of surprise didn’t
last long. What started as a whimper ended in a blood curdling scream of
pain and realization.
Something shiny in the mud
caught her eye as the hot sun reflected its essence. When she dug it out
she realized it was a photo. She studied the woman in the picure.
She was wearing pretty clothes and a big smile on her face.
As she walked home she stared
at the photo intently as fresh tears formed in her brown eyes and fell.
A lump formed in her throat and her stomach turned over as the hate began
its formation. She had already figured out that one of the Americans in
the battle had dropped the photo. The Vietnamese woman watched the girl’s
blonde hair caress her cheeks as the photo burned in flames of the fire.
The above was turned into
a High School Drama play and then again at the
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flew this yesterday a US Army AH1G
I
fly this today "Lovely Linda" a large VW
powered StiresTrike
"LOVELY LINDA"
And Now "The Fat Lady"
Receiving my First
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My Mother and I
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