HONORED ON PANEL 52E, LINE 40 OF THE WALL
JOHN SMYTHE MANCHESTER
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JOHN S MANCHESTER
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52E/40
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LEFT FOR JOHN SMYTHE MANCHESTER
POSTED ON 8.29.2023
POSTED BY: Unanimous
Never Forgotten
Forty-seven years ago my buddy, John Smythe Manchester, died in a rice paddy in Gia Dinh Province, South Vietnam. He was 22 years old.
John never had a cell phone or a computer or an Ipad. He never heard of Samsung or Apple or Verizon. He never texted, chatted or emailed. He never had a Facebook page or a Twitter account. He never had a pair of Nikes or Adidas. He knew we were trying to put a man on the moon, but he died before we made it. He never saw a space shuttle. He knew Ronald Reagan was an actor, but never dreamed he would become the President. He never married, never had children, never had grandchildren. His parents buried him.
His name is engraved in the black granite on the Wall in Panel 52E, Row 40.
John and I were First Lieutenants and Platoon Leaders in Charlie Company, 2nd Battalion, Third Infantry (Old Guard), 199th Light Infantry Brigade. I had the 2nd Platoon and he had the 3rd.
On Memorial Day, Monday, May 25, 2015, I will get up at 6:00 AM and drive into DC and visit with my friend. There will be a few people there, but the crowds will not arrive until later in the day and we will be mostly alone. I don't know if he can hear me, but I talk to him as though he can in the kind of crude language that infantry soldiers use to talk to each other.
I always wonder if anyone else ever comes to talk to him. I am 70 now and I wonder how many more years I will have to visit with him and let him know that I still remember him.
John was a soldier's soldier. He and I would talk privately about our fears, but never in front of the men we were charged with leading.
I wish he had made it back. We would have been life long friends.
On Memorial Day, please spend just a moment remembering the men and women, like John, who gave their lives for our country.
John never had a cell phone or a computer or an Ipad. He never heard of Samsung or Apple or Verizon. He never texted, chatted or emailed. He never had a Facebook page or a Twitter account. He never had a pair of Nikes or Adidas. He knew we were trying to put a man on the moon, but he died before we made it. He never saw a space shuttle. He knew Ronald Reagan was an actor, but never dreamed he would become the President. He never married, never had children, never had grandchildren. His parents buried him.
His name is engraved in the black granite on the Wall in Panel 52E, Row 40.
John and I were First Lieutenants and Platoon Leaders in Charlie Company, 2nd Battalion, Third Infantry (Old Guard), 199th Light Infantry Brigade. I had the 2nd Platoon and he had the 3rd.
On Memorial Day, Monday, May 25, 2015, I will get up at 6:00 AM and drive into DC and visit with my friend. There will be a few people there, but the crowds will not arrive until later in the day and we will be mostly alone. I don't know if he can hear me, but I talk to him as though he can in the kind of crude language that infantry soldiers use to talk to each other.
I always wonder if anyone else ever comes to talk to him. I am 70 now and I wonder how many more years I will have to visit with him and let him know that I still remember him.
John was a soldier's soldier. He and I would talk privately about our fears, but never in front of the men we were charged with leading.
I wish he had made it back. We would have been life long friends.
On Memorial Day, please spend just a moment remembering the men and women, like John, who gave their lives for our country.
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POSTED ON 6.8.2023
POSTED BY: john fabris
honoring you...
There is a place
Not far from here
Where spirits walk
And heroes live
And honor still resides.
It is a wall
With names inscribed
Of those who served
When they were asked...
The brothers of my youth.
I go there still
To walk and think
About my life,
And what I've done since
And things that might have been.
There is a debt
I can't repay
Too many lives were spent.
And one man's life cannot suffice
To make their deaths worthwhile.
But there is hope
In the memory
Of those we leave behind
Who know the price that freedom brings
Who can carry on in kind.
I send you now
To touch a name
So the vision can be passed
Remember there is honor still
It is for you to see it lasts.
They are not dead
And have a wish
As all old soldiers do
The reflection you see before you now
Is their wish to live in you.
Not far from here
Where spirits walk
And heroes live
And honor still resides.
It is a wall
With names inscribed
Of those who served
When they were asked...
The brothers of my youth.
I go there still
To walk and think
About my life,
And what I've done since
And things that might have been.
There is a debt
I can't repay
Too many lives were spent.
And one man's life cannot suffice
To make their deaths worthwhile.
But there is hope
In the memory
Of those we leave behind
Who know the price that freedom brings
Who can carry on in kind.
I send you now
To touch a name
So the vision can be passed
Remember there is honor still
It is for you to see it lasts.
They are not dead
And have a wish
As all old soldiers do
The reflection you see before you now
Is their wish to live in you.
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POSTED ON 6.7.2020
POSTED BY: Lucy Micik
Thank You
Dear Lt John Manchester, Thank you for your service as an Infantry Unit Commander. Saying thank you isn't enough, but it is from the heart. Yesterday was the 76th anniversary of Operation Overlord. Time passes quickly. Please watch over America, it stills needs your strength, courage and faithfulness. Rest in peace with the angels.
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POSTED ON 2.12.2019
POSTED BY: Dennis Wriston
I'm proud of our Vietnam Veterans
First Lieutenant John Smythe Manchester, Served with Company C, 2nd Battalion, 3rd Infantry Regiment, 199th Infantry Brigade, United States Army Vietnam.
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