CHARLES C HALE JR
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HONORED ON PANEL 37E, LINE 83 OF THE WALL

CHARLES CHAPLIN HALE JR

WALL NAME

CHARLES C HALE JR

PANEL / LINE

37E/83

DATE OF BIRTH

04/18/1946

CASUALTY PROVINCE

HUA NGHIA

DATE OF CASUALTY

02/07/1968

HOME OF RECORD

WILLIAMSBURG

COUNTY OF RECORD

City Of Williamsburg

STATE

VA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

PFC

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR CHARLES CHAPLIN HALE JR
POSTED ON 6.13.2013
POSTED BY: Tony A Hale

Remembrance

Charles C. Hale was a wonderful and caring person, who is deeply missed. He cared about people and loved all animals even snakes, and if he could, he wouldn't let anyone hurt any animal. He idolized Elvis Presley. Loved motorcycles and boxing. He loved his country and fought and died for it. His goal was to marry, have children, and buy a motorcycle. But to serve his country came firs. We love, honor, and thank him for his bravery. He's in God's hands now and may he rest in peace and never be forgotten. I love you brother.

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POSTED ON 4.22.2011
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Charles is buried at Williamsburg Memorial Park, James City County,VA.
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POSTED ON 1.10.2006
POSTED BY: Bill Nelson

Never Forgotten

FOREVER REMEMBERED

"If you are able, save for them a place inside of you....and save one backward glance when you are leaving for the places they can no longer go.....Be not ashamed to say you loved them....
Take what they have left and what they have taught you with their dying and keep it with your own....And in that time when men decide and feel safe to call the war insane, take one moment to embrace those gentle heroes you left behind...."

Quote from a letter home by Maj. Michael Davis O'Donnell
KIA 24 March 1970. Distinguished Flying Cross: Shot down and Killed while attempting to rescue 8 fellow soldiers surrounded by attacking enemy forces.

We Nam Brothers pause to give a backward glance, and post this remembrance to you, one of the gentle heroes lost to the War in Vietnam:

Slip off that pack. Set it down by the crooked trail. Drop your steel pot alongside. Shed those magazine-ladened bandoliers away from your sweat-soaked shirt. Lay that silent weapon down and step out of the heat. Feel the soothing cool breeze right down to your soul ... and rest forever in the shade of our love, brother.

From your Nam-Band-Of-Brothers

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POSTED ON 2.15.2002

You could have been a singer

I'll always remember how you could sing rock & roll. You had the moves, the voice - at least I thought so for seventh grade. Sorry, I moved away, Buddy, and never saw or talked to you again. I do remember you, Charles Chaplin Hale, like seventh grade was yesterday. Bill
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