I did not know 2LT Manville Barb but I served with the 25th Infantry Division (1-27 Infantry Wolfhounds) from 1969-70. I salute your Service and Sacrifice. May you find the peace of the Lord and your family and friends as well.

Photo courtesy of Donna Cain.

I'm your son, but I turned 3 the day you died and don't recall you. I'm 20 years older than you were when you were killed. Very strange. How were we alike at 25, I wonder? You have two grandsons. You live on in us. Rest well, father, until we meet again.

On this your angel day I humbly give thanks for your service and sacrifice and with honor I leave you this poem . . .

A butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam
And for a brief moment its glory
and beauty belong to our world
But then it flies again
And though we wish it could have stayed...
We feel lucky to have seen it.

~Author Unknown

"Manny" and I played together when we were kids. My dad worked with his dad in Cleveland, Ohio. I think about his parents often and the suffering they endured at their loss. "Manny" was his dad's shining star. I am tormented about this every time my mind goes here.The photo shows (left to right) Jerry H., Les Guzik and Manville Barb.