RICHARD G MORIN
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HONORED ON PANEL 36W, LINE 53 OF THE WALL

RICHARD GIRARD MORIN

WALL NAME

RICHARD G MORIN

PANEL / LINE

36W/53

DATE OF BIRTH

07/08/1944

CASUALTY PROVINCE

LZ

DATE OF CASUALTY

12/20/1968

HOME OF RECORD

TEWKSBURY

COUNTY OF RECORD

Middlesex County

STATE

MA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

MARINE CORPS

RANK

CAPT

STATUS

MIA

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR RICHARD GIRARD MORIN
POSTED ON 5.15.2020
POSTED BY: Andra Mladinich

His bracelet.

I still have his bracelet that I wore for years. I cannot throw it out. I am told when his remains are finally located I can return it to his family.
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POSTED ON 5.28.2019
POSTED BY: A Grateful American

Richard Morin Remembered

Richard Morin grew up in Tewksbury, Massachusetts. Richard went to high school at Keith Academy in Lowell, Massachusetts. Keith Academy closed in 1970. From there, Richard went to The College of the Holy Cross in Worcester, Massachusetts, where he graduated in 1966. The college picture of Richard is from Holy Cross.
Information leading to the picture came from Barbara Van Slambrouck, a lady who wore Ricahrd's MIA bracelet for many years.
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POSTED ON 12.20.2016
POSTED BY: A US Marine, Vietnam

Semper Fidelis

Semper Fidelis, Captain.
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POSTED ON 7.8.2016
POSTED BY: Dennis Wriston

I'm proud of our Vietnam Veterans

Captain Richard Girard Morin, Served with Marine Fighter Attack Squadron 314 (VMFA-314), Marine Aircraft Group 13 (MAG-13), 1st Marine Aircraft Wing (1st MAW), Third Marine Amphibious Force.
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POSTED ON 1.23.2016
POSTED BY: Wendy (Beeman) Slepian

A Child from Rhoda Street,Tewksbury Remember Richard Morin

Our tiny street held only a handful of families who all knew one another. We all lived in Cape Cod-style homes, received daily deliveries of milk and bread, and walked to the end of the road to mail our letters. The kids road bikes between places and played hide and go seek most evenings. The ice cream truck was our biggest treat.

When the Vietnam war began, we saw soldiers on the news nightly and heard reports of casualties, but it all seemed so far away. That is until one of our own went there: Richard Morin, a kindly neighbor who taunted us with a garden hose while washing his car as we squealed with delight. Could he really be going to this place so far away? Would he be on the news too?

When we heard he was missing we thought of course that he was just hiding, taunting the enemy with a good natured grin, all in fun. We wore missing person bracelets and prayed for his return, but it never came. This was our first peak into a larger world of serious consequences and unimaginable risks.

What I now know is that Richard was protecting all of us from these harsh realities. He wasn't afraid to put his life on the line to do it. I will never forget him for his sacrifice.

We never know how much time we'll have, and maybe it doesn't matter, because in the end it's what we stand for that really counts. It's sticking up for each other, showing up as our best selves, and being willing to be so fully present that we can take time away from our chores to laugh and play with children.

Thank you Richard for your love and kindness.
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