HONORED ON PANEL 33W, LINE 42 OF THE WALL
LARRY WAYNE NEILL
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LARRY W NEILL
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33W/42
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LEFT FOR LARRY WAYNE NEILL
POSTED ON 5.27.2010
POSTED BY: Robert Sage
We Remember
Larry is buried at Wheel Cemetery in Bedford County, TN. BSM PH
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POSTED ON 2.5.2008
POSTED BY: Arnold M. Huskins
An American hero and a proud Tennessean
Taken from the website of the Shelbyville Times-Gazette, 5 February 2008.
http://www.t-g.com/story/1309067.html
Larry Wayne Neill was a native of Bedford County, born April 2, 1948. He was the son of Vollie and Lettie Ella Neill. He graduated from Shelbyville Central High School. Prior to entering service he was employed by Heil-Quaker Corp. in Lewisburg.
He entered the U.S. Army on Feb. 13, 1968. His tour of duty began on Aug. 21, 1968. He was a PFC-E3 with the U. S. Army Paratroopers, 4th Infantry Division.
Neill was fatally wounded on February 2, 1969 in Pleiku, South Vietnam, as a result of hostile ground small arms fire. He received the Bronze Star and Purple Heart Medal for his actions in Vietnam.
http://www.t-g.com/story/1309067.html
Larry Wayne Neill was a native of Bedford County, born April 2, 1948. He was the son of Vollie and Lettie Ella Neill. He graduated from Shelbyville Central High School. Prior to entering service he was employed by Heil-Quaker Corp. in Lewisburg.
He entered the U.S. Army on Feb. 13, 1968. His tour of duty began on Aug. 21, 1968. He was a PFC-E3 with the U. S. Army Paratroopers, 4th Infantry Division.
Neill was fatally wounded on February 2, 1969 in Pleiku, South Vietnam, as a result of hostile ground small arms fire. He received the Bronze Star and Purple Heart Medal for his actions in Vietnam.
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POSTED ON 1.12.2006
POSTED BY: Bill Nelson
Never Forgotten
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
"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
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