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  • Date of Birth:3/23/1947
  • Date of Casualty:3/25/1968
  • Home of Record:TOPEKA
  • County of Record:SHAWNEE COUNTY
  • State:KS
  • Branch of Service:MARINE CORPS
  • Rank:PFC
  • Panel/Row:46E, 14
  • Casualty Province:QUANG TRI


  • Wall Name:RICHARD E BOYD
  • Date of Birth:7/23/1944
  • Date of Casualty:3/25/1968
  • Home of Record:LAWRENCE
  • County of Record:DOUGLAS COUNTY
  • State:KS
  • Branch of Service:NAVY
  • Rank:SN
  • Panel/Row:46E, 14
  • Casualty Province:QUANG NAM


is honored on Panel 46E, Row 14 of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial.

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  • One of My Best Friends in the Nam

    Posted on 3/25/15 - by Richard L. Dieterle
    On this anniversary of the firefight at Thôn Xuan Duong, 25 March '68, it is very hard for me to write this memorial, as the events of that black day are as fresh in my mind these many years on as they were the day they happened. On the outskirts of this obscure village our platoon of about 30 souls lost 6 men killed, and about a dozen wounded. Among them was one of my best friends, Leonard Borchard. He was one of the few people known by his first name, as it was always our habit to refer to others either by a nickname they acquired in the Army, or by their last name which was sewn on their uniforms. So we called him "Leonard" (rather than "Lenny" as was apparently the case back in the World). He was a couple of years younger than most of the rest of us, and he brought with him a teenage openness and energy that acted as a kind of antidote to the omnipresent and depressing sense of being stalked by Death. His youthful vitality and optimism made him a welcome guest at any foxhole. After we had dug in at the end of a day after having struggled through the "boonies," he would visit our foxhole and we would chat for sometime, reminiscing about the World and what we would do when we got back; only for him there would be no return trip. We had made it to the end of the day in the firefight, having lost 4 men. Then the sun set on us as we were putting the finishing touches on our foxholes, which were dug inside a strip of woods with a vista on an open field and a graveyard beyond. All of a sudden, 3 pairs of mortar rounds exploded in a neat series that walked right towards us, then just as suddenly, stopped short. As the last pair of rounds detonated, I looked up from the bottom of our foxhole to see a meteoric B-40 rocket hit a tree at the front center of the strip of woods. The airburst blasted shrapnel in every direction. There were a great many casualties. When Gunsalaus came over to me and announced that Leonard had been one of those killed, I felt as if I had lost someone I had known all my life. Standing in the dark, I felt like an old man whom time had dragged through a full lifetime in just 10 months. For my friend of sunny disposition, time had never slowed down, it had simply stopped in the dark.

    When we returned to LZ Sharon, we had to look through the web gear to see which had belonged to those who had been KIA. I found in one a letter from Leonard's mom which said that she was sending him an extra pair of socks to keep his feet dry and warm. I felt a great pang of grief, but also a kind of shame that I could have been involved in anything that could do this to someone's mom.
  • Lenny's help

    Posted on 3/27/14 - by rborchard
    My sister Jane is right. That day in March 1968 is the day our family will never forget. I lost my mentor, my football coach, my baseball coach, and my basketball coach and my teacher of hunting and respecting everything God has taught us to be everlasting. I lost my mentor and best friend!
    The world lost Lenny. Every kid in Spencer, Ia. lost Lenny! He would call, grab, pick-up any kid that had a baseball glove in his hand for a pick-up game and drive them home. His ever ending love of helping the kids is what I am so proud of. Lenny's service to his country is the same. He died in Nam a hero. Silver Star and countless other medals. He should be awarded the Congressional Medal of Honor, hands down. My oldest son bears his name, which I'm proud of. 46 years ago my sister Jane and took a walk to the Langdon creek! I'll never forget she told me this was God's will. God's will thank you my mentor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  • Remembering my hero.

    Posted on 3/25/14
    My dear Lenny, it has now been so long since we lost you. I still think of you so often and miss you so much. We are all getting older and I wonder what you would be like as an older man. I know that you are with Mom and Dad, Linda, Susan and Patty in heaven and you are having some fun poker games. Someday we will all be together again. You have always been my hero. I will love you eternally.
    Jane (Cabbage Head)
  • Remembering An American Hero

    Posted on 3/25/14 - by Curt Carter
    Dear PFC Leonard E Borchard Jr, 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, Sir

    Curt Carter
  • Lenny, I remember.

    Posted on 5/29/13

    I think of you so often, my dear brother, my protector from all the trials and tribulations of childhood. I honor your memory and still miss you so very much after all these years. We will have so much to talk about when we meet again. Love you now and always. You are my hero.

    Jane (Cabbage Head)

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