TERRY W BETTS
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HONORED ON PANEL 56E, LINE 19 OF THE WALL

TERRY WADE BETTS

WALL NAME

TERRY W BETTS

PANEL / LINE

56E/19

DATE OF BIRTH

10/14/1947

CASUALTY PROVINCE

GIA DINH

DATE OF CASUALTY

05/07/1968

HOME OF RECORD

TUSCOLA

COUNTY OF RECORD

Tuscola County

STATE

MI

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

PFC

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REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR TERRY WADE BETTS
POSTED ON 9.19.2009
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Terry is buried at Seymourlake Cemetery in Ortonville, Mich.
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POSTED ON 3.20.2006
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
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POSTED ON 6.2.2003
POSTED BY: Allyson Earls

Hero

Your life you gave
Your life you lost
Your life showed you are a hero
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POSTED ON 5.5.2003
POSTED BY: Kayla Blue

How Great Thou Art

Oh Lord my God, when I in awesome wonder, consider all the worlds thy hand hath made. I see the stars. I hear the rolling thunder, and hear the bird and feel the gentle breeze. Then sings my soul, my savior God to thee, how great thou art. How great thou art. Then sings my soul, my savior God to thee, how great thou art, how great thou art.
God bless.
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