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HONORED ON PANEL 34W, LINE 9 OF THE WALL
GARFIELD M LANGHORN
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GARFIELD M LANGHORN
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LEFT FOR GARFIELD M LANGHORN
POSTED ON 7.26.2005
POSTED BY: Jim Evans RHS '60
Memorable young man
I knew his parents, and him, when they lived on our farm on Sound Avenue. His dad was a fine farmer; his mom was a dear friend to my mom. Garfield Jr deserved to go far. He did, for too short a time.
POSTED ON 4.18.2005
POSTED BY: Dennis Beaver
A quiet young man
My remembrance of Garfield is that of a quiet young man, an athlete with an easy going way about him, who seemed to get along with just about everyone. I was manager of the track team, (since I had little athletic ability), but Garfield could run like the wind. No matter how many times Coach Gillhooley asked him to run another 440, or another 880, he gave it his best effort.
My job was to keep the stop watch on Garfield and his team mates, and if they really pushed it, you better believe I had to get the timing right. It was the least I could do. And, when they put in a faster lap, Garfield had a way of smiling and making you feel like it was your stopwatch that made difference, when really it was Garfield and his big heart that made all the difference.
Garfield, no matter how tired, nor weary, always had a smile for his team mates, always encouraging them to push a little harder and be a little better. No matter that it was just practice; it was just what Garfield did. He ran like the wind. It would give you goose bumps to watch him come from behind and beat an opposing runner. And he always had that winning smile that no one will ever forget. Shy in a way, but confident in himself and what he could do on the track.
Garfield was my classmate, and I never realized until just recently, the magnitude of his sacrifice. But it doesn't surprise me. That's just the way he was; I just wish I had known him a little better.
Thanks to Clay Marston, whoever you are, for posting the citation for Garfield's Medal of Honor. There was no surprise in reading the citation and learing about Garfield's actions; that's just the way he was.
My job was to keep the stop watch on Garfield and his team mates, and if they really pushed it, you better believe I had to get the timing right. It was the least I could do. And, when they put in a faster lap, Garfield had a way of smiling and making you feel like it was your stopwatch that made difference, when really it was Garfield and his big heart that made all the difference.
Garfield, no matter how tired, nor weary, always had a smile for his team mates, always encouraging them to push a little harder and be a little better. No matter that it was just practice; it was just what Garfield did. He ran like the wind. It would give you goose bumps to watch him come from behind and beat an opposing runner. And he always had that winning smile that no one will ever forget. Shy in a way, but confident in himself and what he could do on the track.
Garfield was my classmate, and I never realized until just recently, the magnitude of his sacrifice. But it doesn't surprise me. That's just the way he was; I just wish I had known him a little better.
Thanks to Clay Marston, whoever you are, for posting the citation for Garfield's Medal of Honor. There was no surprise in reading the citation and learing about Garfield's actions; that's just the way he was.
POSTED ON 8.10.2004
POSTED BY: Timothy Holls
The Wall That Heals, 2004
Cairo, N.Y.
30 July 2004
POSTED ON 7.8.2004
POSTED BY: Timothy Holls, RHS'63, USAF'69-73
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