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Charlie Company 2 nd Battalion 506 th Infantry 101 st Airborne Division Tour of Duty: South Vietnam 1970-1971 Remembrance Ceremony Vietnam Veterans Memorial.

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1 Charlie Company 2 nd Battalion 506 th Infantry 101 st Airborne Division Tour of Duty: South Vietnam 1970-1971 Remembrance Ceremony Vietnam Veterans Memorial Washington DC Saturday, 11 April, 2015 Assembly Invocation Roll Call Taps Procession to Wall

2 Roll Call Panel Line Date Crook, Oren LW13 87 3 Mar 70 Stanley, James S W1 81 16 Mar 70 Underdown, George M W12 76 1 Apr 70 Heimark, Donald R W12 68 1 Apr 70 Ragsdale, Donald RW12 74 1 Apr 70 Christman, Lawrence PW12 100 6 Apr 70 Goodson, Carl BW12 101 6 Apr 70 Steward, Steve LW12 101 6 Apr 70 Heinz, Dennis RW11 13 16 Apr 70 Hewitt, Thomas TW9 111 2 July 70 Herndon, Thomas TW9 111 2 July 70 Lenz, Lee NW9 111 2 July 70 Sumrall, Rodger DW9 113 2 July 70 Radcliffe Jr., Robert P.W9 113 2 July 70 Zoller, Robert WW9 110 2 July 70 Conrardy, Richard JW9 110 2 July 70 Harber, Stephen JW9 111 2 July 70 Risinger, Gerald LW9 129 7 July 70 Hupp, James EW9 130 8 July 70 Scott, Rickey LW9 133 8 July 70 Stoakley, GordonW5 112 16 Feb 71 Shannon, GuyW4 97 31 Mar 71 Anders, JohnW4 98 1 Apr 71 Bobbitt, JerryW4 99 1 Apr 71 Davis, JimW4 99 1 Apr 71 Hernandez, ArtW4 99 1 Apr 71 Smigliani, DomenicW3 116 27 July 71 And to All Those of Charlie Company Who Died in Country and Since Their Return Home Well Done – Be Thou At Peace

3 A Soldier’s Reflection The air was hot and harsh it took away my breath, Fear tried to capture me as I stepped into a land of death. The smells which overwhelmed were unknown to my senses, Transported to Camp Evans surrounded by razor wire fences. As I looked around I see eyes staring; seemed distant, so cold, These were not men; but boys, this war had made them old. Not me; I will never be like that, was the thought that came to me. I am not like them; their eyes so dim, faces worn, this I would never be. I looked at the tattered clothes, well-worn boots, faces dirty as I told my name. They took so little interest of who I was but attentive, from where I came. Hoping I was from their hometown or somewhere within their state, They looked for something in common to share, beside a common fate. We fought beside each other in the jungle, or on a mountain height. We became more than brothers, willing to die for the other in a fight. It didn’t take long to find out; don’t take stock to the color of a friend. It didn’t matter your ethnic birth we would become brothers to the end. No one talked of attaining metals or prestigious awards to win, For the secret of making men heroes, is found within a friend. We eased through the heat of the jungle and trudged the mud of monsoon, We quietly stalked through the jungle and lay in wait beneath the moon. Eye seeking, ears listening, smells in the air on our senses we must rely, For we knew if we made even the smallest mistake someone could surely die. I stared deep into our jungle home straining to see what the threat would be, To lead them into the depth of fear; into a perilous pit of what you cannot see. Was it the endless hours without sleep, or consuming vigilance of each day? Could it have been the events of trauma around us, truly I cannot say.

4 Hours turned to days, days into weeks; as time passed I had began the change This land had changed the boy I was; the new guys looked at me so strange. Knowing their brightness will fade away and this person you will not know. I remembered my thoughts as I saw their eyes, innocence still in their soul. Not me; I will never be like that, was the thought that came to me. I am not like them; their eyes so dim, faces worn, this I would never be. They looked at the tattered clothes, well-worn boots, faces dirty as they told their name. But I took so little interest of whom they were; but attentive, from where they came. I hoped they were from my hometown or somewhere within my state, I looked for something in common to share, beside our common fate. Written for my brothers of Charlie Company 2/506 th Gary Gilliam 08/1/08


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