JOHN N COTTRELL
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HONORED ON PANEL 34W, LINE 36 OF THE WALL

JOHN NELSON COTTRELL

WALL NAME

JOHN N COTTRELL

PANEL / LINE

34W/36

DATE OF BIRTH

09/16/1945

CASUALTY PROVINCE

PLEIKU

DATE OF CASUALTY

01/19/1969

HOME OF RECORD

VANDERBILT

COUNTY OF RECORD

Otsego County

STATE

MI

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

SGT

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR JOHN NELSON COTTRELL
POSTED ON 12.6.2011
POSTED BY: Photo courtesy of Ruth Babcock and VVA Chapter 154

Always remembered

Remembered by Patsy Smith.
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POSTED ON 12.20.2009
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

John is buried at Evergreen Hill Cemetery in Vanderbilt, MI. BSM PH
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POSTED ON 5.23.2006
POSTED BY: Nick Cottrell

my uncle who died of friendly fire.. i wont to know who killed him.

I loved my uncle as my parents told me about him.. i wont to know who killed him with friendly fire.. and ask them why..why they couldnt shoot into to air or around someone else not at my uncle.
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POSTED ON 1.21.2002
POSTED BY: Joseph Bogucki

Classmate Remembered

John and I were classmates in NCOC school at Ft. Benning. I remember John as being a serious student and family man, not as wild and crazy as the rest of us. My heart goes out to his family. Knowing John only the short time that I did, I know they must grieve deeply over his loss. Rest in peace, John. Your friends and family will always remember you.
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POSTED ON 6.16.2001
POSTED BY: Bob Calverley

Basic Friends

I went to Michigan Tech-Soo Branch with John, but we weren't close there. He tapped me on the shoulder as we stood in line to be inducted into the Army at Fort Wayne in Detroit in 1967. We entered the Army one serial number apart. We did basic training together, and we got to be friends. He cried the day he learned he was going to be a father. He loved his family so much. He was as good a person as I have ever known, a far better soldier than me. I found his name on a KIA list in Stars & Stripes after I got to 'Nam, and cried. What a waste. What a terrible waste. I think about him, and about all the others, more often than you might think. I think about the family members he left behind who never knew him. Know that it was a privilege to have known John, that the good things you have heard about him are all true and that he cared deeply about you.
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