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LAWRENCE WILLIAM JORDAN


is honored on Panel 2E, Line 45 of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial.

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  • I'm proud of our Vietnam Veterans

    Posted on 12/13/18 - by Dennis Wriston
    Lance Corporal Lawrence William Jordan, Served with Company B, 1st Battalion, 3rd Marine Regiment, 3rd Marine Division, Third Marine Amphibious Force.
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  • Popeye

    Posted on 5/27/16 - by Mike myke2@att.net
    Larry Jordan, 'Popeye' we called him because he slept with his eyes open, was a kid from Tucson Arizona, so the records say, I assume from his service record book. My malaria burned-out brain remembers him telling me he was born in Jamaica, and lived in New York. So much for memory. He told me once that after 'Nam' he was going to be a beachcomber and live out his days in the sun. He was a golden gloves champion. He took pity on my constant whining to learn how to box and taught me one afternoon because we were friends. He hated boxing. He got cluster migraines because of the boxing. He taught the lesson of boxing to me during a match with him by driving my dogtags into my skinny chest with his fist and imprinting my name, serial number, blood type, and religion into my flesh when I forgot to keep my guard up. Lesson one: Don't wear Dog Tags in a match. Two: Keep your hands up , and crouch. Three: Focus on what's happening. Four: Pain, pain, pain. Remember you are going to get hurt. On his last days on earth I constantly argued with him. For three days we had been arguing. He felt a small yellow man was out in the bushes specifically to get him. I needed someone to carry the small radio, the walkie-talkie, and chose him because as a friend I wanted him near me and, I felt, safe. He felt it was like painting a bulls-eye on his chest. I had cried, laughed, whored, and prayed with him over two years and I wasn't about to lose him in a fire fight. I was wrong. He was right. He died, with Danny, from a booby trap detonated mine 30 July 1965. No one but them and me feel the loss, even the others that were with us. But, the two years of laughter, the bonding, and pain keep us together. In the final roll call I'm the only one who has to rejoin the unit. I miss them, but I am proud of living for them. When I meet them agin our saga will be over. But, the Corps will go on. the stories will be different yet the Corps will still be the same. The Marine Corps changes but remains the same. We breathe the atoms of O'Bannon, and Smedley Butler, Chesty Puller, and John Basilone from a different time and different wars. Yet, the Corps remains the same, because the men are the same. You have pain. You have war. You have tears. You have friends. You have laughter. No one can take that from you. You have life. Not death. You have friends. You have memories.
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  • Semper Fi, Marine.

    Posted on 7/30/14 - by A Marine, USMC, Vietnam
  • Remembering An American Hero

    Posted on 12/1/13 - by Curt Carter ccarter02@earthlink.net
    Dear LCPL Lawrence William Jordan, sir

    As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.

    May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.

    With respect, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir

    Curt Carter
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  • We Remember

    Posted on 5/21/11 - by Robert Sage rsage@austin.rr.com
    Lawrence is buried at Evergreen Memorial Park, Tucson, Pima County,AZ.
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