THE WALL OF FACES

Dear PO3C Michael Judd, Thank you for your service as a Hospital Corpsman 3rd Class with the 3rd Marine Reconnaissance Battalion. Semper Fi. Thank you for the lives you saved. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Halloween is this week. The time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.

Thank you for your service and your sacrifice. Thank you for stepping up and answering your country's call. You gave everything you had to give. Rest easy knowing you will never be forgotten.

Dear HM3 Michael Barry Judd, 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

Welcome Home - Michael was a high school class mate at John Adams High School, Cleveland, OH. It wasn't until I returned from Viet-Nam in 1969 that I learned he was KIA, BNR. Ironically, he went down just south of my duty station at Phu-Bai, Northern I Corps. Finally you are back on U.S. soil, brother. You are gone but not forgotten.

I have worn a remembrance bracelet with Michael's name on it since January 1990 when I got one from the Command Master Chief at Hospital Corps School Great Lakes, IL. I wore it for a few more years until I found a bit more information about him. I was stationed at NNMC Bethesda, MD and his name is on a wall dedicated to Hospital Corpsmen. Soon after my sister and I went to see the Wall in D.C and I looked him up. When I found his information in the book I felt as if a ghost had walked on my grave. Michael and I share the same birthday, 22 August and I was born about two months after he was reported MIA. Needless to say it gave me new respect for this Sailor whose name I had on my wrist. I served nearly 23 years in the Navy as a Hospital Corpsman, retiring as a Chief in 2009. I am so thankful that his remains have been found, many years later, but finally found. I am saddened to as I am supposed to take my bracelet and break it in half and if I get back to the wall place it there in his remembrance. Welcome home brother.