THE WALL OF FACES

Remember every day my thoughts and prayers.
We shared the best of times growing up.
Miss you everyday brother!
...Till we meet again on Fiddler's Green!
Rest in Peace - slow hand salute.
A Co. 39th Combat Engineers
III II I Corps '66-67

Remembered every day in my thoughts and prayers. We shared the best of times!
Rest in Peace Brother
Slow Hand Salute
...'till we meet on Fiddler's Green'
HOOAH!
A Co., 39th Combat Engineers
III II I Corps '66-'67

I went to High School with Mike. We were in the same Fraternity. He was a nice person, easy to like. RIP

I went to High School with Mike. We were in the same Fraternity. He was a nice person, easy to like. RIP

I think of Michael often. Michael was always in good spirits and kept the moral of our unit up with his great sense of humor and 24/7 positive attitude. I was with Michael that night of 9/7/68, Spike, Red & I were off shift in the bunker sleeping when the first B-40 hit the sand bagged FDC Conex, Michael was on shift and bravely made his way to the FDC bunker too alert us of the danger above before any of us could get your feet to the ground, yelling “WE’RE GETTING HIT” several times, than Michael headed toward the small sandbag lined entrance of the bunker which resembled the grand finale of a 4th of July fireworks show outside, I called to him to “stop, wait”, but Michael disappeared faster than we could get our boots on, Michael’s job was done here and he was moving on to fulfill his duty as an American Soldier. To this day I thank Michael from the bottom of my heart for his bravery, good humor and friendship. I am so fortunate to have known Michael, this World lost a great person that night of Sept. 7, 1968.
God Bless Michael and his Family,
Nam Buddy, Friend & FDC associate, Weston Masson