THE WALL OF FACES

Dear PFC Victor James Humphrey, sir

As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.

May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.

With respect, Sir

Curt Carter

Victor is buried at San Jacinto Memorial Park Cemetery in Houston, TX.

I have never forgotten the friendship we had growing up together. The times we shared and the special moments you shared with me are treasured in my heart, soul mind and body. I will always remember you til my dying day.

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

Pat and I went to high school with Vic and his sister Kathy in Baytown, TX. We graduated a year after Vic, at Robert E. Lee High School. He was on the track team with my husband Pat Boyle.
We remember Vic as a very nice, outgoing young man. He was friendly to everyone, and had many friends. His family lived one street over from Pat, so they sometimes rode to school with us. Pat and I were engaged to be married when Vic died in Vietnam. We were in college, and came home to attend his funeral.
We just want people to know that Vic is missed. We think about him from time to time, and reminisce about good times 30 years ago.
Janice Boyle