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  • Final Mission of 1LT Robert A. Carney

    Posted on 11/21/17 - by
    On December 3, 1968, pilot 1LT Robert L. Norton and aerial observer 1LT Robert A. Carney were conducting Visual Reconnaissance/Tactical Air Coordination (Airborne) in an OV-10 Bronco light attack and observation aircraft from Marine Observation Squadron 2 (VMO-2) out of Marble Mountain Air Facility (MMAF) near Da Nang in Quang Nam Province, RVN. After failing to return back to base, another OV-10 was launched to search for Norton and Carney’s plane. Operations personnel learned through the AO net that they had been working for a Marine Regiment at Hill 55. When contacted, Hill 55 said that the recon aircraft had completed its mission with them and mentioned going into Happy Valley, a major Viet Cong/North Vietnamese Army base camp, storage area, and supply infiltration route. At that time, they would have gone there in clouds that were at about the 2000-foot level and lifting. The search OV-10 got this information and immediately went in to the valley to look for the missing plane. After about 30 minutes of searching, smoke was seen rising out of the trees on the north slope of the valley at about the 2800-foot level, the same level as the bottom of the clouds. As the clouds continued to lift, the search plane was able to see what appeared to be a crash site. The trees in the area showed almost no damage and it appeared that the plane had gone in straight down. A recon team later rappelled in and were able to identify Norton’s aircraft. It had gone in at a 90-degree dive and little was left. Recovery was made later after the crash site had cooled. [Taken from]
  • Thank You

    Posted on 10/4/17 - by Lucy Conte Micik
    Dear Lt Robert Carney,
    Thank you for your service as an Artillery Officer. Your 82nd birthday just passed. Happy Birthday. It is important for us all to acknowledge the sacrifices of those like you who answered our nation's call. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.
  • His Corps...Our Gain

    Posted on 5/27/16 - by Mike
    Staff Sergeant Robert Carney
    Sgt Carney, was older than me by at least six years. He was a three striper, fresh from the grinder as a D.I.. I never knew or tried to find out if it was San Diego, or Parris Island. He rolled his eyes at me as he assessed how he would train a skinny, wiseass, chip on the shoulder, non-black kid from the ghettos of Milwaukee. But he taught me leadership. He had me over for dinner in 1964 before we shipped out on the USS Mann for our transplacement to Okinawa. He was an excellent host for we squad leaders that day. His wife put up with our bullshit that day, young corporals full of ourselves. My anger has always been never remembering her name or face. I'm sure I left drunk, in tow by the other marines. In today's jargon, my role model was Sargeant Stryker, of 'Sands of Iwo Jima,' fame, and Carney, was the mold. Not such a stretch since, I was from the loins of a two-fisted, Irish, father, truck driver, with a 'Stryker,' attitude towards life. Hell, I grew up with it. I never realized it until much later, he was 'Stryker,' I was just too stupid to get it. He never had to punch you out, he was stronger than that, he motivated with respect and loyalty, to you. Over those years, he commanded and taught me, I always respected Bob. The only time he showed feet of clay, I respected him more, for the failure and humaness, because he never made excuses. Stryker didn't either. He was the last man to speak, to me before I slipped into a coma in 'Nam.' He kept telling me, in my delirium, "Your name is Mike, your name is Mike," because the doctor, kept asking my name, rank, and serial number. I thought I was captured. He gave me back my humanity before I passed into oblivion for three weeks, and a new life. He made Warrent Officer and flew helicopters, long after I became a memory to him. In 1990, when my unit, had its reunion in Washington D.C., I found out he died 3, December 1968. He was my mentor, role model, Platoon Sargeant and friend. I miss him, 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 again, 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.

    Posted on 12/3/14 - by JERRY SANDWISCH WOOD CTY.OHIO NAM VET 1969-70 ARMY 173rd ABN BDE
  • Semper Fi

    Posted on 12/3/13 - by A Marine, USMC, Vietnam
    Semper Fi, Lt.
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