THE WALL OF FACES

I am a 58 year old woman who proudly wears his bracelet which I got while still in High School. I was able to track down his mother back before computers. We exchanged several letters. I was happy to see a picture of him on this sight. I am forever grateful for his sacrifice.

I was a fellow 69 graduate and M company friend with CA. We would play guitar together (badly) and sing (worse). I could never understand why he would jump out of perfectly good airplanes. I Do understand why he strapped a jet to his butt and went out to fight for his country. He was a Good Man

Danang, 1971-72. 4th TFS. I remember the day, and think of you often and what could have been.

Carter (CA) and Inwere classmates in M Company while Citadel cadets. We were good friends and both on the Sport Parachute Team. I last saw him in November, 1970.
I was attending Pathfinder School at Fort Benning and he was finishing up flight school at Craig AFB, Selma, AL.

His unit flew support for us in the 101st Airborne Division.
I learned about his being lost from another Parachute Team member, Joe Brown, when I came back from RVN.

Carter Howell was my squad sergeant during the first months of knob year at The Citadel. When I was ready to call it quits he came to my room, talked to me man to boy, and gave me the encouragement to stay.