173d Image of the Month - Corregidor

Wilson Truman Gerald, D/16 Armor
“I was only just a child when my cousin Truman left for
Vietnam, and he is only a vague memory in my mind's
remembrances. But he is the first member of my
family that I knew who died for his country and his
family. And strangely enough, this is why I will always
remember Truman.”
M’Laryl Gaynor, Second Cousin
Gerald Charles Hague, B/4/503
“01 Jun 1999. I was with Gerry when he died and I
would be glad to answer any questions if any family
member or friend would like to e-mail me.”
A buddy,
John Daly
skosichdaly@uswest.net
Steven Michael Haniotes, “Doc”, C/4/503
“Steve, I miss you so very much. I think of you
EVERY day.” Love, Mom
“Stevie ... only 19 years old when you were killed in
Vietnam. No surprise to me you ‘volunteered’. That's
the way you were ... unleashed. I miss your laugh and
sense of humor. Daily, I would help you deliver
newspapers. As your little sister, I was always ‘tagging
along’. You never seemed to mind.
I remember you performing on the ‘trampolines’
during half-time of the high school basketball games. I
remember your great diving flips at the ‘creek’ off the
rocks. You were GREAT! You were always there for
me! You were always so kind and generous to others.
Memories of you are in my heart, I miss you EVERY
DAY! In Vietnam, you were a Hero. At home you were
always my Hero! Only the good die young.”
Love, Harriet
Norman Perry Howie, Jr., C/4/503
David Joseph Johnson, C/4/503
Charlie Gray Lewis, D/16 Armor
“Charlie Gray Lewis was my father in law. I never had
the chance to get to know him, but I am married to his
son. I like to hear stories about my father in law. He
was a great man, and very handsome too. His date of
death is recorded incorrectly, he died May 17, 1967. I
only wish that my children had the opportunity to get
to know their Grandfather. May he rest in peace.”
Daughter in-law
Carl Fredrick Louvring, HHC/173, E/17 Cav*
HIGH FLIGHT
Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and
swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air….
(continued….)
2/503d VIETNAM Newsletter / May 2013 – Issue 53
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