MICHAEL A GIUNTA
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HONORED ON PANEL 27W, LINE 38 OF THE WALL

MICHAEL ANTHONY GIUNTA

WALL NAME

MICHAEL A GIUNTA

PANEL / LINE

27W/38

DATE OF BIRTH

06/03/1948

CASUALTY PROVINCE

BIEN HOA

DATE OF CASUALTY

04/08/1969

COUNTY OF RECORD

Cook County

STATE

IL

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

CPL

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR MICHAEL ANTHONY GIUNTA
POSTED ON 6.3.2024
POSTED BY: Dennis Wriston

I'm Proud of Our Vietnam Veterans

Corporal Michael Anthony Giunta, Served with Company B, 2nd Battalion, 16th Infantry Regiment, 2nd Brigade, 1st Infantry Division, United States Army Vietnam.
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POSTED ON 5.25.2023
POSTED BY: ANON

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Never forgotten.

HOOAH
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POSTED ON 8.30.2022
POSTED BY: John Fabris

We Will Remember

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.
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POSTED ON 12.23.2018
POSTED BY: Lucy Micik

Thank You

Dear Cpl Michael Giunta,
Thank you for your service as an Infantryman. Merry Christmas. It has been too long, and it's about time 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.
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POSTED ON 5.31.2014
POSTED BY: Gordie "Doc" Scott

I'll never forget you Mikie. . . . . . . . . . . .

120 feet was all that separated our homes in South Chicago Heights, IL, where Mike & I were best friends. He was a character & one of the craziest
guys that I've ever known. His parents spoke virtually no English, after moving
to America from their native Italy. I still have a crush on his oldest sister, Rose.
We did things together that we'd never mention to our parents, otherwise, we'd
have been grounded for life.

I was a hospital corpsman with the Navy, but half way through my enlistment, I was transferred to the Marines. I was @ Camp Pendleton when my mother called me to advise that Mike had been killed. A part of me died at that moment. I still mourn for him nearly 45 years later. I want to remember the
good/crazy times, such as watching his mother chase him out of the house while holding a broom that was intended for his buttocks. I used to laugh like crazy when I saw those sights, & those memories still bring a smile to my face.
Keep a place for us "upstairs", since one day, we'll still have a lot of stories to
share. You still keep my heart warm & when we do get together, I want to embrace you & thank you for your lifetime friendship. Thank you Mike, for the smiles that you still bring to my face, & for the warmth that you continue to give to my heart. My God Bless You Always!
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