As I scrolled my feed looking at what is usually craziness on social media, I saw a friend posted a letter to a lost brother in Vietnam, I read it. I was moved. This is powerful. I asked for permission to use it in this post.
This year Memorial Day is being recognized on Monday May 25.
Knowing the good, and I say heroic man that wrote it, I asked permission to use something so personal. As I read this, it hit a number of feelings for me. I didn’t ask for any photos to share or anything like that. Just this, there is nothing else that needs to be said… except bless them all.
For the last 5-6 years, on Memorial Day, I have been writing a letter to some one I served with, that did not make it back from Vietnam. It’s been good for my soul to say some words that I did not get a chance to say long ago.
Hard to believe it’s been 50 years since we served together. We were both just kids back in 1970. You were gone so quickly, I wanted to tell you the outcome of that battle. When the NVA found our team, it went south quickly. You were killed in the first burst of gunfire. No one had a chance to really check on you because we were over run so quickly and trying to stay alive. I do not feel like you even realized you were gone. Once they came through our position, “Red” Matthews was killed as well, soon after you got hit. I truly thought all of us were going to die in that jungle. We eventually called for and got our air support. The Cobra gunships came in and saved our butts. The NVA broke contact, but those gunships made them pay an awful price! We carried you and “Red” to the LZ and were extracted. I want you to know we weren’t going to leave you behind. We went in as a five man team and we left as a five man team. I hope that knowing we got your remains to your parents is a comfort to you
Things have changed a lot here. I know you were going to be a a career army man and stay in the army. Our military is still great a great force in the world. It amuses me to think how happy we were to draw tiger stripe jungle fatigues for a mission. The spec op troops today have Oakley sunglasses, beards and body armor. They look a lot cooler than we did!
And the public welcomes our troops back home after they are involved in a conflict!! We have a political party that is as bad as the communist we fought in Vietnam. Absolutely trying to destroy our country. And on top of everything, people support them.
I guess your little girl is in her fifties now. I hope someone told her about you and she remembers you lovingly. I’m sure by now there are more of our friends around you, as we are getting to that age. I wish you could have come home and watched your daughter grow up, but the way this world is now, I’m not so sure. I know you are in a better place! Miss you and the rest of our friends and brothers. Until we meet again!
Memorial Day is a federal holiday in the United States for honoring and mourning the military personnel who had died while serving in the United States Armed Forces. The holiday is now observed on the last Monday of May, having been observed on May 30 from 1868 to 1970.