THE WALL OF FACES

I left this on the wrong Allen Avery.. my heart is broken.. this I all you.. thank you!
I don't know him personally... My ties with him stemmed back to when I was 12 my uncle gave me a bracelet with a name on it.. I didn't understand then the impact this bracelet would have on my life.. I am 31 now and Allen is a part of my life.. he has left my arm 2 times for Surgery.. He is my comfort and I pray to god my angels and Allen... I plan on naming my first born Avery.. I know proper etiquette is to leave my bracelet at his grave since his remains were found or at the wall.. but I think he is ok with being with me and I can't imagine not having him... This bracelet is my comfort security my all... Thank you for your service and being with me all these years.
Almost a year to the date I left this in the wrong Allen Avery I had my daughter Avery..

I am the Curator of the POW/MIA Bracelet Display in the Vietnam Hangar of the Palm Springs Air Museum in Palm Springs, California where we now have over two thousand bracelets and would be honored to include your bracelet in our Display. If you are an immediate family member (spouse, fiancé, sibling, child, grandchild, cousin, niece, nephew) or close friend I can order one for the Display in your name.
https://palmspringsairmuseum.org/vietnam-pow-bracelet-display/
Dr. Dave Thompson
Palm Springs Air Museum
POW/MIA Bracelet Display Curator
Lt. Commander U.S. Navy 1964-1970
10-103 Lakeview Dr. Rancho Mirage, Ca 92270
760-328-0859 760-408-7660 [email protected]

I had the honor of serving with Allen Avery in pararescue on Guam. We once survived several consecutive days and nights in the ocean on the edge of a typhoon in pursuit of satellite film canisters dropped from space. We shared other missions as well. A true PJ, Allen never hesitated to run into the fire with no thought for his own well-being. And, like a true PJ, he never hesitated to take a dare, providing much entertainment and lots of laughter, as us PJs found any excuse to celebrate anything, or sometimes nothing in particular. Between retrieving spy satellite film canisters, long boring Duckbutts, punctuated by the about once a month rescue mission, we found that PJ instructor Dee Nelson was right when he said that pararescue is 90% sheer boredom and 10% sheer terror. We lived for the 10%, always eager to save a life. A true PJ, Allen Avery died the way he lived. Always remember the way he lived!

ON April 6, 1972 Sergeant Avery did what he was prepared to do every time he flew in South East Asia. He was prepared to go into harms way , no matter the odds, to bring home a service man in trouble.He died doing what he loved most , being a Pararescuemansaving those in trouble. WE morn's loss and celebrate his actions along with the crew of Jolly Green 67. I am thankful to have flown with him, proud to call him my friend.

Reading the account of your participation in the attempt to rescue downed pilots is humbling and inspiring. You, and the others who participated, are a true hero. As long as you are remembered you will never truly die...