The Vietnam Memorial Wall

Received this information from an old Air Force buddy. Although it is not an actual story, it shares a powerful story we should all read and remember - for it contains a history lesson and unbelievable interesting statistics regarding the Vietnam Memorial Wall most people don’t even know.

There are 58,267 names now listed on that polished black wall, including those added in 2010.

The names are arranged in the order in which each service member was taken from us by date. Within each date, the names are all alphabetized.

The first known casualty was Richard B. Fitzgibbon, of North Weymouth, Mass.  He is listed by the U.S. Department of Defense as having been killed on June 8, 1956.  His name is listed on the Wall with that of his son, Marine Corps Lance Cpl. Richard B. Fitzgibbon III, who was killed on September 7, 1965.

It is interesting to note that there are three sets of fathers and sons on the 'Wall'.

What is amazing is that 39,996 on the Wall were just 22 years old or younger and 8,283 were just 19 years old. The largest age group of 33,103 were 18 years old.  

12 names on the Wall were 17 years old and though it is hard to believe five were just 16 years old. One soldier, PFC Dan Bullock, was only 15 years old.

997 names on the wall were killed on their first day in Vietnam and 1,448 soldiers were killed on their last day in Vietnam.

There are 31 sets of brothers are on the Wall.

There are also 31 sets of parents lost two of their sons.

54 men attended Thomas Edison High School in Philadelphia.  (I wonder why so many were from one school?)

8 women are on the Wall, all nurses, who were tending to the wounded.

244 military personnel names were awarded the Medal of Honor during the Vietnam War; 153 of them are listed on the Wall.

Beallsville, Ohio, with a population of 475, lost 6 of her sons.

West Virginia had the highest casualty rate per capita in the nation. There are 711 West Virginians on the Wall.

And don't forget about "The Marines of Morenci" They led some of the scrappiest high school football and basketball teams that the little Arizona copper town of Morenci (pop. 5,058) had ever known.  After the games they enjoyed roaring beer busts.  In quieter moments, they rode horses along the Coronado Trail and stalked deer in the Apache National Forest.   In the patriotic camaraderie typical of Morenci's families, the nine graduates of Morenci High enlisted together as a group in the US Marine Corps. Their service began on Independence Day, 1966 however only three returned home.

The Buddies of Midvale - Leroy Tafoya, Jimmy Martinez, Tom Gonzales, were all boyhood friends and lived on three consecutive streets in Midvale, Utah, on Fifth, Sixth and Seventh Avenues.  They lived only a few yards apart and played ball at the adjacent sandlot ball field.  And they all went to Vietnam.  In a span of 16 dark days in late 1967, all three were killed.  Leroy was died on Wednesday, November 22, the fourth anniversary of John F. Kennedy's assassination.  Jimmy died less than 24 hours later on Thanksgiving Day.  Tom was shot dead assaulting the enemy on December 7, Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day.

The most casualty deaths for a single day in Viet Nam was on January 31, 1968 ~ 245 deaths.

The most casualty deaths for a single month was May 1968 - 2,415 casualties were incurred.

Most Americans who read this, will only see the numbers the Vietnam War created.  For those of us who survived the war and to the families of those who did not, we see the faces and feel the pain these numbers created. We are, until we pass away, haunted with these numbers. These were our friends, our fathers, our husbands, our wives, our sons and our daughters. 

Never forget - there are no noble wars, just noble warriors.

Please pass this on to your family and friends, especially all those who served or grew up during this time.

The Airplane Flight

Special Note to all Readers:

This was one of the first stories I shared on this blog.  I was asked to re-share it this month because many thought it was appropriate for the upcoming holiday travel season.  I hope it is worth re-sharing. 

John Hollingsworth placed his carry-on luggage in the overhead compartment and sat down in his seat.  He knew it was going to be a long flight and was glad he brought along a book to read between his planned naps.  Just prior to take-off, a group of young soldiers walked down the aisle and sat in the seats surrounding him.  John leaned over and asked a young man across the aisle, "Where are you guys headed?"

 

"Petawawa.  We'll be training there for a few weeks; then we ship off to Afghanistan after the first of the year."

About an hour into the flight, a flight attendant came on the PA and announced that snack lunches were available for five dollars for anyone who wished to purchase one.  Since the flight would take several hours, John decided to purchase one just to help pass the time.  As he leaned forward to retrieve his wallet from his back pocket, he heard one of the young soldiers in front of him ask his buddy, "Are you going to get a snack lunch?"

 

"Naw, $5 is a lot of money just for snacks.  I'll wait till we get to the base tonight to eat."

 

"Yeah, that’s what I think,” said his friend.

John stood up and walked towards the rear of the plane.  When he got to the galley he handed one of the flight attendants a fifty dollar bill and said, "Please give all ten soldiers on board a snack lunch."

 

She grabbed his arm, squeezed it tight and said, "Thanks.  My son was in the Army; he served in Iraq."

John returned to his seat and began to read his book.  Soon the flight attendant, with ten snack lunches in her arms, began handing out the snack lunches to all the soldiers on board.  Rather than return to the galley, she headed up the aisle.  Several minutes later, the same flight attendant walked up to John, leaned forward and whispered quietly in his ear, "Which would you prefer - beef or chicken?"

 

What?  "Beef or Chicken?"  Chicken I guess he replied, as he wondered why the heck she wanted to know.  

 

A few minutes later she returned with a dinner plate from first class.  "This is for you … courtesy of the Captain."

After his meal, John walked to the back of the plane, heading for the restroom.  A man seated near the galley stopped him and said, "I heard what you told the attendant and, with your permission, I'd like to chip in," and he handed John a twenty dollar bill.

Not long after John returned to his seat, the Captain walked down the aisle.  When he arrived at John’s row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand and said, "I wanted to shake your hand, Mr. Hollingsworth."  Quickly John unfastened his seatbelt, stood up and shook the Captain's hand.  With a booming voice, the Captain said, "I was once a military pilot and when I was young, lonely and broke, someone bought me a lunch when I was traveling home for Christmas.  It was an act of kindness I've never forgotten."  Then the Captain placed a folded twenty dollar bill in John's shirt pocket and said, "Put this toward my share."  As the Captain walked away, John was embarrassed as the passengers nearby erupted into a loud applause.

An hour or so later, just to stretch his legs, John walked toward the front of the plane.  A man seated near the magazine rack reached out to shake John's hand.  When he finished shaking John's hand, a twenty dollar bill was neatly folded and left in John's palm.

When the plane finally touched down several hours later, John began to gather his belongings and head for the door.  Waiting just outside the plane's door was an elderly lady obviously well off, and when John stepped through the door, she put something in his shirt pocket, then turned and walked away.  She never said a word. When John looked in his pocket, there was crisp fifty dollar bill.

As he entered the terminal area, John saw all the young soldiers gathering over in one corner of the terminal for their trip to their new base.  John walked over, handed one of them the $110 and said, "It might take you guys some time to reach base tonight and you might get hungry - Merry Christmas!"

Best Wishes for a Merry Christmas and a wonderful New Year!

This Blog Was Started Memorial Day, May 30th, 2011 - Please Enjoy

John Hollingsworth placed his carry-on luggage in the overhead compartment of the Boeing 757 aircraft, then sat down in his seat. He knew it was going to be a long flight and was glad he brought along a book to read between his planned naps.   Just prior to take- off, a group of young soldiers walked down the aisle and sat in several of the seats surrounding him.   John leaned over and asked a young man across the aisle,  "Where are you guys headed?"

 

"Petawawa.   We'll be there a few weeks for training, then we ship off to Afghanistan after the first of the year."

About an hour into the flight, a flight attendant came on the PA system and made an announcement that snack lunches were available for five dollars for anyone who wished to purchase one. Since the flight would be several hours, John decided to purchase a lunch just to help pass the time.   As he leaned forward to retrieve his wallet from his back pocket, he heard one of the young soldiers in front of him ask his buddy, "Are you going to get a snack lunch?"

 

"Naw, $5 is a lot of money just for snacks, I'll wait till we get to the base tonight to eat."

 

"Yeah, that’s what I think," said his friend.

John stood up and walked towards the rear of the plane.  When he got to the galley, he handed one of the flight attendants a fifty-dollar bill and said, "Please give all ten soldiers on board a snack lunch."

 

She grabbed his arm, squeezed it tight and said, "Thanks.  My son is in the Army; he is serving in Iraq."

John returned to his seat and began to read his book.   Soon a flight attendant, with ten snack lunches in her arms, began handing out the snack lunches to all the soldiers on board.   Rather than return to the galley, she headed up the aisle.  

 

Several minutes later, the same flight attendant walked up to John, leaned forwarded and whispered quietly in his ear, "Which would you prefer - beef or chicken?"

 

"What? Beef or Chicken?  Chicken I guess," he replied, as he wondered why the heck she wanted to know.  

 

A few minutes later, she returned with a dinner plate from first class. "This is for you … courtesy of the Captain."

After he finished eating his meal, John got up and walked to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room.  A man seated near the galley stopped him and said, "I heard what you told the attendant and with your permission, I'd like to chip in." and he handed John a twenty-dollar bill.

Not long after John returned to his seat, the Captain came walking down the aisle.  When he arrived at John’s row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand and said, "I wanted to shake your hand, Mr. Hollingsworth."  Quickly John unfastened his seat belt, stood up and shook the Captain's hand. 

 

With a booming voice the Captain said, "I was once a military pilot and when I was young, lonely and broke someone bought me a lunch when I was traveling home for Christmas.   It was an act of kindness I have never forgotten."   The Captain placed a folded twenty-dollar bill in John’s shirt pocket and said, "Put this toward my share."  As the Captain walked away, John was embarrassed when the passengers nearby erupted into a loud applause.

An hour or so later, just to stretch his legs, John walked toward the front of the plane.  A man seated near the magazine rack reached out to shake John’s hand.   When he finished shaking John‘s hand, a twenty-dollar bill was neatly folded and left in John’s palm.

When the plane finally touched down several hours later, John began to gather his belongings and head for the door.  Waiting just outside the plane’s door was an elderly lady obviously well off, and when John stepped through the door, she put something in his shirt pocket, then turned and walked away; she never said a word.  When John looked in his pocket, there was crisp fifty-dollar bill.

As he entered the terminal area, John saw the young soldiers all gathering over in one corner for their trip to their new base.   John walked over and handed one of them the $110 and said, "It might take you guys some time to reach base tonight and you might get hungry."

Remembering those who serve our country shouldn't be limited to just Memorial and/or Veteran’s Day.   Every day there are those like John, and his fellow travelers, who truly do remember.