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I was that which others did not want to be.

I went where others feared to go, and did what others failed to do.

I asked nothing from those who gave nothing, and reluctantly accepted the thought of external lonliness...should I fail.

I have seen the face of terror, felt the stinging cold of fear, and enjoyed the sweet taste of a moments love.

I have cried, pained, and hoped.....but most of all, I have lived times others would say were best forgotten.

At least someday I will be able to say that I was proud of what I was.....
A Soldier.

George L. Skypeck - Captain, 1st Cavalry, Viet Nam

July 11th Is Coming

Well July 11th is approaching
For many just another day
I've always thought of you
Since God took you away.

I've written so many poems
When God had taken your hand
He did not let you lie their
in that heartless land.

It took me thirty nine years
To meet your son and wife
It should give you some comfort
It hasn't been a bad life.

I don't know all the struggles
Or the perils they've gone through
But I'm sure they think about
The man we all once knew.

Barbara was so pretty
Your son a strapping man
You know you have grandchildren
But then that was your plan.

If I could give you a second
An hour or a day
I'd do it in a minute
For you to hold them today.

But all the wishes I've asked for
None have I received
for only the big guy knows
why he's never answered me.

So another July 11th
has come and gone my friend
many more tears have fallen
I know this is not the end.

I've read your name upon the wall
A tribute to all who died
every time I read your names
I just burst out and cry.

But you know that I'm not alone
because your looking out
you can see the millions of people
and the children running about.

I'll write to you again next year
as July 11th closes in
But until that awful day comes
You'll be in my prayers old friend. . .

By Tom Conroy
3rd Platoon - 4th/47th, 9th Infantry Division

07 July 2007


 Victorious Vets

Veterans are Victors not Victims of war
Some tortured, some tamed
but all evermore
Remember their comrades
beyond this earths' shore
As Victors not Victims
Vets proud, even more!

Frank Papandrea                                         New Jersey - A Comoany. 2nd/47th - 1967


When I was a child
My country called
I went

I became a warrior
I did what I had to do, but people died
I went

I came home
People hated me, but I survived
I went

I am proud
I did what I had to do
I went

I was a child
My country called
I went

My government may have been wrong
They called
I went

I made friends
Lasting friends, those who survived, now we talk
We went

We have a bond
Nothing can break it
We went

We were children
Our country called
We went

We lost friends and brothers
We still grieve
We went

Our Country the greatest in the world
Still does not recognize our sacrifice
We went, we did, some of us survived

We all died a little
More than 58,000 made the ultimate sacrifice
But, we went

We were children
Our country called
We went

For thirty years we have been apart
Our countrymen did not approve
We went

Thanks to the Internet
We can be together again
We went

We are the heart of our country
We are not appreciated

We were children
Our country called
We went

By Mike Cramer
2nd Platoon, Charlie Company - 4th/47th, 9th Infantry Division

25 March 2001

Dedicated to every Grunt, Soldier or Marine, who served in Viet Nam
and to the outstanding Sailors of the Mobile Riverine Force.


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