Remembering An American HeroPosted on 5/18/16 - by Curt Carter email@example.comDear CWO Gregory George Beck, sirMORE
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, Sir
Final Mission of CW2 Gregory G. BeckPosted on 4/3/15 - by firstname.lastname@example.orgOn May 18, 1969, a U.S. Army helicopter AH-1G (tail number 67-15778) from B Company, 4th Aviation Battalion, 4th Infantry Division was attempting to silence a 122 mm rocket attack on Camp Enari, the second night attack in a row. CW2 Gregory G. Beck with an enlisted man in the front seat, crew chief SP5 James T. Cofer, scrambled to suppress the attack. While assaulting the enemy position the weather turned bad and darkness fell. CW2 Beck ran the aircraft into Dragon Mountain while attempting to return to base at Camp Enari. Both crewmen suffered fatal injuries in the crash. The following is an account of the incident by Bill Roberts: Greg was my roommate. That night Greg was on standby flying his new Cobra. I was way down at the flight line helping my crew with a 100 hour inspection. The rockets and mortars started coming in and they were hitting way off on the north side of Camp Enari. The guns didn’t go out for a while and finally Greg took off. We watched him silence the enemy position out west of Camp Enari and listened to the whole thing on our radio. The ceiling was real low and we could hear him come around the traffic pattern, turning west on final. He went IFR. The last transmission we heard was he was switching over to Pleiku AFB for a GCA. We found out later, he had been assigned a brand new Peter Pilot. When the rockets started coming in, the Peter Pilot headed for the bunker rather than manning his ship. Greg tried to find him and finally put the crew chief in the front seat. When he went IFR he was pretty busy by himself and I believe the Cobra only had basic instruments at that time. He turned north toward Pleiku, thinking he was well East of Dragon Mountain. To my recollection, the Peter Pilot was immediately transferred to another unit. When I got in from flying the next day, all Greg’s belongings had been removed from our hootch. [Taken from vhpa.org]MORE
Wish I had met you Gregory G BeckPosted on 7/6/13 - by MichelleI just want to say I thank God every day that I met your son and wish that I had had the opportunity to meet you. Your son is a wonderful man and I love him and believe you would be so proud of who he has become.MORE
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We RememberPosted on 11/17/10 - by Robert Sage email@example.comGreg is buried at The Good Shepherd Cemetery, Huntington Beach,CA. DFC BSM AM-35OLC ARCOM
Anyone who knew my dad please write...Posted on 3/3/09 - by Gregory Beck firstname.lastname@example.orgMy name is Gregory Beck. I am the son of CWO G Beck. I am trying to find information about him. Please email me with contact information. Thank you very much! God bless you all!MORE
A son's love to his father.Posted on 3/22/05 - by Gregory Todd Beck email@example.comDecades have passed...MORE
Only your flag yet remains.
"Too young to have known you."
Others still claim.
But my heart still aches, as I cry yet another tear,
I will marry soon. I so wish you could be here.
NATIVE AMERICAN PRAYERPosted on 7/15/04 - by Chris Spencer firstname.lastname@example.orgIt is said a man hasn't died as long as he is remembered. This prayer is a way for families, friends and fellow veterans to remember our fallen brothers and sisters. Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not dieMORE
Salute to a hero!Posted on 1/2/99 - by Harold M. HannonI am Harold M. (Ron) Hannon, and I was Greg'sMORE
Company Commander at the time of his death in
Vietnam. Both Greg and I had served with the 1st Air
Cavalry Division during our previous tours of duty
in Vietnam. He with the 229th, and I with the 227th.
Greg was one of our most experienced pilots in
Company B, 4th Avn Bn, and, as such, one of our most
outstanding junior leaders. All of us "Gamblers" who
were present at the last VHPA reunion in Fort Worth, Texas
bowed our heads and raised our voices in remembrance
of our fallen hero. We thank God for the privilege of
having served with Greg.
Ron Hannon <email@example.com>, (407) 784-5037
The Wall of Faces
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