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Allen Lewis Boney, C/1/503
“Today, May 14th 2003, marks 33 years of your
untimely death at the age of 22 in Viet Nam. No words
can ever say how much you are missed every day, and
not a day goes by that I do not think of you. I hope
someday to meet someone who knew you, mom and
dad did, but I live in New Jersey with my husband and
three children. Every time I go back to North Carolina I
visit your grave, I say a prayer for you every night. You
were a dear dear brother, I will always remember your
face and taking you to the airport for your third tour of
duty in Viet Nam. God Bless your soul, Dear Sweet
Brother, you are my guardian angel always. My son -
your nephew and name sake, Allen - reminds me so
much of you. Love eternally,”
Victoria Boney Merlino
Peter Norbert Bruyere, B/1/503
“When you died for our country, I was on my
way to Vietnam. Although I did not get to
serve and fight with you, I always had you on my mind
while I did my time. God was on my side and he
allowed me to return home safely. I think of you often
and I wonder about the stories that we would have
shared about Vietnam. Rest in Peace my Brother, you
will never be far from my thoughts and prayers.”
Frank Bruyere
He is my brother
Canadian Vietnam
Veterans Memorial
(The North Wall) in
Windsor, Ontario,
CANADA.
John Allan Capasso, D/2/503
“Your brother and sisters love and miss you.”
Ellen Ingram
He is my brother
Tommy Makin Clayton, B/1/503, A/3/503*
James Edwin Dolan, B/1/503
I do not fear an army of lions,
if they are led by a lamb.
I do fear an army of sheep,
if they are led by a lion.
-- Alexander the Great –
“James Edwin Dolan was a lion.
James E. Dolan,
Specialist 4, United States Army,
is remembered and honored by his comrades in the
503rd Infantry - the Sky Soldiers.”
From a close friend, Jack Ford
“I came back from Vietnam in June of 1969 and was
sent to Fort Bragg, NC. A lot of the guys just out of
jump school thought we were crazy, we didn't listen to
orders very well, we never shined our boots or
marched in step, and we walked around most of the
time wondering why we had to ‘play soldier’ after
being soldiers. One of the ‘cherries’ who looked up
to us and our medals and our combat experience (I
think they called it ‘VietNam Syndrome’) was James
Dolan. Redheaded as all getout and from North
Scituate, Massachusetts…
(continued….)
2/503d VIETNAM Newsletter / May 2013 – Issue 53
Page 48 of 74