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GOD BLESS THE FALLEN! I served as an Infantryman, United Nations Command Support Group, Joint Security Area, Joint Security Force Company, 1st and 3rd Platoons, December 1983 to December 1984 (Korean DMZ). I was honored to have served with the WARRIORS assigned to Bravo Company,1st Battalion, 9th INF, 2nd INF DIV. FOLLOW ME IN FRONT OF THEM ALL Melvin Joseph Canty Federal Investigator United States Equal Employment Opportunity Commission Detroit Field Office  My tribute is to my father, my mate, my hero and my friend. My father past away 25 years ago yesterday, at the young age of 52. Dad was a very proud Vietnam Vet and shared many a heart-breaking story with me over the years. He was a dedicated soldier and he spoke proudly of his fellow soldier mates. He was a devoted loving father to three daughters who looked up to him with pride. He was and always will be my hero. I love & miss you dad. May your rest in peace. Neville Bernard Wurth, September 25, 1933 to June 6, 1985 Helen Williams (nea: Wurth) My Dad is an EMT who also served in Iraq. I’m very proud of him. He is SSGT John Boissonneau from Berlin NH. He went with the 2nd Battalion of the 197 Infantry Brigade in 2003. Your Son Roger I am always and forever honoring my boyfriend, my hero Victor C. Furry of the 122th En. Battalion out of Brookpark, Ohio. We met a month after he returned from his basic training, at our car dealership on July 13, 2009, which was 4 days after my 19th birthday, July 9. Everyday until July 16th, we hung out after I got off work. I went out of town that weekend until July 21 (which was two days before his birthday July 23), where he met me at my house at 2 am to give me a rose and say welcome home. I knew something good would come from our meeting, so I accepted his request of becoming his girlfriend, even though he didnt want one because he knew he was deploying that following July for a year. When August came, he went to school and so did I. We didn’t see each other as much as we wanted but somehow, through the grace of God, we made it. We broke up January 2, 2010, because it was getting close to him leaving and he didn’t want to become emotionally attached to me. It was hard but I agreed. We remained friends until he asked me out again February 27, 2010, the day before he left for his month-long training. After my school let out for sumer, we decided that I should move in with him because we lived in two different cities. We lived together from the middle of May to July 3, 2010 (which was 6 days before he leaved for his training, which was my 20th birthday). During our time living together, we learned A LOT about one another and GREW so CLOSE together. When July 3rd came it was the hardest day for both of us. I know this because when I looked in his eyes, his look was the exact same as mine. I have never felt so close to a man like this before. He is my second boyfriend, and hopefully my last. So everyday I talk to MY HERO, I make sure I let him know that I love him, I miss him, I cant wait to see him and most of all that I am so proud of him….and I will be waiting for him when he returns home. Khala My son In Law is a Firefighter for the town of Summitville, Indiana.
A year ago he save the life of a infant in a fire. I just want him to know that he is honored and loved by all in the town and his family. He is not one that likes to have a lot said about such things so we’re just glad he was able to save the infant’s life.
Thank you Firefighter Christopher Yeagy, Summitville Fire Dept, and all that were there that day and many days to fight fire and save lives. And thank you to all Fire Fighter’s across this great nation of the USA!
Sharon L Cunningham
When Adam first told me he had joined the army, I wondered why he would choose to enlist during wartime. But I know my son, and I know that he truly believes he can make a difference. He is a dedicated soldier, always willing to go the extra mile to help a fellow soldier. He is constantly encouraging and pushing others to do their very best. In January, 2011, Adam will be deploying to Afghanistan. While my mother’s heart breaks I know that he is doing what he feels is right. I wrote a poem to honor not only my son, but all the other brave men and women who have served or are now serving. God bless and keep you all. Thank you for your service. Before He Was a Soldier Before he was a soldier, he was someone’s son Innocent, carefree, laughing, having fun
Before he was a soldier, he was someone’s dad; Strong, reliable, the best friend they ever had
Before he was a soldier, he was someone’s love; Steady, true, heaven sent from God above.
Now he fights for you; He stands proud and tall. He is an American soldier; The bravest of all
You may not know his name or understand his call, Yet he is son, dad, husband and a soldier most of all.
PFC Adam Mann you are truly my hero and I am proud to call you my son. I love you. Mom Dear All Who Are Vietnam Veterans: And All Veterans of all Wars: I have written a song about EO3 Glen Ludban, who died in Vietnam, Quang Tri Province in southern Vietnam, in 1969. For years we had thought he had stepped off his big machinery that he was building roads on, which is what the Navy reported, and stepped on a land mine. Now after 40 years, his only living younger brother, Gary, has told me he was a true Hero. He did not step off his machine, Gary found out, but held another fellow Navy Seabee back so he could check the land before they walked any farther. He then stepped on a land mine and saved the other man’s life by losing his own. The song I have written came to me sitting in my living room and the lyrics and music came at the same time. It even mentions the “Cost of Freedom” long before I saw this website. Gary Ludban has a copy of the CD which I had recorded in a professional recording studio, with full band, my granddaugher, 22 years old, who I taught to play guitar when she was in the 5th grade, is singing harmonies on the chorus and playing guitar with me in the studio. I am having the song copyrighted. Thank you, Paula Bateman NOTE: If you’d like a copy of the song contact Paula directly at graphbydesign@gmail.com My hero , My youngest Pvt 2 Mince, Wm. T. at Ft Jackson .
 Pvt. William T Mince, US Army My son signed up to join the Army the day after he graduated from high school. He told us at dinner. However the Army said he was too overweight to join. So he went on a weight program and he lost a whopping 100 lbs in eight months. The recruiter was an amazing arm of support.
I salute you Private 2nd class William Thomas Mince for your diligent dedication and self motivation to be a soldier. I watched you day in and day out get up at four a.m. and jog at the field where you played football for four years every morning and every evening. I thought you would collapse at times but you never did. I watched you hit the gym twice a day and live on salad and water. I joined your gym to watch over you as you wrapped your self in plastic then sat in the sauna for an hour or more everyday. You made it Son!
I will be there at your graduation on 5th Aug and I will be the one with the Giant Banner! I am so proud of you, Son. All your sweating and self motivated workouts got you where you wanted to go. I know you are going to make a great soldier. The Army is very lucky to have a man such as yourself. We, your family are so proud we can hardly wait to see you on Hilton Field coming out of the smoke..
GO ARMY!!!
Love,
Mom
 William at 255 lbs  8 months later at 155lbs  Day before MEPS
Gerald “Jerry” Brown was born and raised in a little mining town of Globe, Arizona with my father. These two gentlemen grew up in Globe and were life long friends. Everywhere we went in my Dads tenure with the US Air Force, “Jerry” was not too far away….as my DAD would say. Of course, you’re talking with pilots who flew props and jet aircraft at amazing speeds for their time. Jerry became the First American Ace in Europe in P-38s and was past President of the American Aces Pilot Association. Jerry was also an athlete for Arizona State in football as their quarterback. Sadly, Jerry became a POW in Korea for thirty-nine months of pure torture and hell and yet, somehow, he continued his fabulous sense of humor throughout his wonderful life. His family consisted of his lovely wife, Chris; daughter, Gerlyn and son, Tim. Jerry was considered ‘my uncle’ which meant a special place in my family, and forever in my heart. Jerry, I Love you and miss you a lot. Chuck Sawyer
I would like to take this opportunity to give tribute and honor my Son, Samuel E. Robertson, and a Military Hero. In the 3rd grade Samuel’s teacher gave his classroom an assignment to write a book of what they wanted to be when they grew up. Samuel wrote a book of wanting to be a Marine. He began serving other people even back then. He would see kids walking by our house and he would ask them if they wanted a bike that he and his Dad had built. They would reply, gladly yes!!! He even came out in the newspaper of his giving heart, building bikes for those that wanted a bike. Mom and Dad moved and became managers of a 55+ mobile home community and there at age 7 Samuel continued serving from his heart. Samuel would share of his time by dancing with single senior ladies at the dinner events. He also would take the trash out for them and on occasion when he saw them getting their groceries out of their car. He would help them bring the bags into their home. On a number of occasions, residents got locked out of their homes and Samuel would climb thru the window and unlocked the door to get into the home. When the resident left for vacation, Samuel was the one to walk and feed their dogs and also water their plants. Our Dads served in the World War II. Alma’s Dad a highly decorated Veteran. Our older son was in the Marine Corp and went to Iraq twice (was in for 8 yrs.). Samuel’s Dad was also a Marine for 8 yrs. and served during Vietnam, Panama ND Grenada. Samuel had signed up a year before he was to graduate from high school. A week after he graduated from high school he made his 3rd grade dream come true, yes, on June 7th he went into the Marines. He is currently serving in Boot Camp and is designated as infantry, as it was his desire. The residents continue to remember the many times he lend a hand to residents in need. When we asked Samuel why did he want to join the Military he replied, “It is the right thing to do… serve my country because I believed in the things the Marine Corp stands for.” We all believe Samuel E. Robertson is Military Hero. Billy & Alma Robertson |
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