 Poem by : Judith Hartley ~ The Drill by the Wall |
| Poem by : Judith Hartley ~ The Drill by the Wall |
Memorial
Name
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Call Sign/ Nickname
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Rank
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Plt
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Gone, but
Never Forgotten
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This Flame Burns On As Proof That In Our Memories You Shall Remain
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John H. Edward
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Spec 4
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February 6, 1968
KIA
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James A. Patton
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Sgt.
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3rd
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March 20, 1968
KIA
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Allen W. McNeil
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Sgt.
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May 12,1968
KIA
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Billie R. Acree
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Spec 4
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May 21,1968
KIA
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Clarence Walker
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Spec 4
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1968
KIA
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Richard L. Tirico
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Spec 4
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June 21, 1968
KIA
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William H. Glaspie
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Spec 4
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3rd
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June 21, 1968
KIA
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Lawrence N. Coney
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Sgt.
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2nd
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July 3, 1968
KIA
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Charles A. Maria
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Spec 4
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3rd
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July 3, 1968
KIA
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Lyle W. Schroeder
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Sgt.
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1st
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January 26, 1969
KIA
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Oren Lee Crook
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Spec 4
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March 6, 1970
KIA
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Glenn Lovett
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Spec 4
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2nd
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March 7, 1970
KIA
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James L. Davis
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Spec 4
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2nd
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March 20, 1970
KIA
FSB Granite
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Tinsley J. Wells
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Spec 4
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March 20, 1970
KIA
FSB Granite
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Kent Longmire
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Spec 4
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2nd
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April 20,1970
KIA
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James Lockett
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Ssgt.
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2nd Plt Ldr
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April 20,1970
KIA
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Boyd Magee
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Spec 4
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3rd
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April 25, 1970
KIA
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Michael Hill
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Pfc.
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3rd
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March 12, 1971
KIA
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Mohammed Nazir
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Spec 4
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HHQ
Plt.
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March 12, 1971
KIA
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Gerald Welsh
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Sgt.
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3rd
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March 12, 1971
KIA
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John C. Hayes
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Pfc
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3rd
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October 16, 1971
KIA
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William Cartwright
*****
Excellent Pointman
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Little Joe
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Pfc
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1st
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Vince Gazzara
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Spec. 4
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2nd
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Mark Taylor
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Doc
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Medic
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1st
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Bill Garnos
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Gabby
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Spec 4
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2nd
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Doug Ketterling
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Spec 4
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3rd
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January 2001
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THE DRILL AT THE WALL
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It's Veterans Day in Washington, D.C. and I'm standing at The Wall,
I just had to come today to be here with you all,
We fought together in Vietnam and you died in my place,
So, I've come today to honor you, with grief that I can't erase.
As I look into the shining granite, I see my image there,
And as I watch my body move, it all seems so unfair,
Why is it you're not standing here, why did you have to go,
I'll always be indebted to you, a debt I'll always owe.
Some of you died in an instant, others in agony and pain,
But, I couldn't stop the suffering and that's driving me insane,
I'm sorry you gave your life for me and I'm here safe at home,
Yet, your memory lies deep in my heart, wherever I may roam.
Our flag looks so filled with pride as it waves there in the wind,
And in every star upon it lies a state you died to defend,
To me the stripes there on the flag shows pain you had to bear,
But, you died for her and she is free, that's why your names are there.
As I kneel before you, the sound of taps fill the air,
And a hand lifts my head just before I end my prayer,
I look up to the sky and I know that Heaven is real,
You all are marching on streets of gold and God leads the drill.
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Poem by: Judith Hartley
Copyright: Judith Hartley
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