"We few, we happy few, we band of brothers, for he today that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother".
- William Shakespeare
Friends that I shared the best and worst years of my life with, Friends that will never be forgotten.
Mack the one I shared the mud, the heat, and the blood with. Always there from the start, Taught me to keep my head down, but was always there when someone yelled for his machine gun. I remember the time when we were fired on, everyone hit the ground, not Mack, he was up and running with his gun toward the VC fire ,dragging me along with him. The VC were throwing hand grenades at us but Mack kept on running towards them. He was there for me and the other guys in Recon. Just like Vietnam Mack is there for me today
Ron and Richard they gave there lives at LocNinh June 11th 1966,They are Friends that never will be forgotten, They are with me every day, they laugh with me and cry with me, they were like Mack always there when you needed them.