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HONORED ON PANEL 19W, LINE 117 OF THE WALL
GUY ANDRE BLANCHETTE
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GUY A BLANCHETTE
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19W/117
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POSTED ON 12.5.2001
POSTED BY: Hal N Maddy Laffin
Canadian Vietnam Veteran
Guy Blanchette was born and raised in St. Gerard, Quebec, CANADA. His family moved to the United States and settled in Manchester, New Hampshire.
Guy joined the New Hampshire National Guard. In 1968, guy's unit, the 3rd Battalion, 197th Field Artillery, was activated into federal service for a one-year tour in Vietnam beginning in September.
Guy was among five killed when their military vehicle detonated a mine. Guy applied to become an American citizen prior to his death, President Nixon granted him American citizenship posthumously.
(Source: "Unknown Warriors" by Fred Gaffen)
Guy joined the New Hampshire National Guard. In 1968, guy's unit, the 3rd Battalion, 197th Field Artillery, was activated into federal service for a one-year tour in Vietnam beginning in September.
Guy was among five killed when their military vehicle detonated a mine. Guy applied to become an American citizen prior to his death, President Nixon granted him American citizenship posthumously.
(Source: "Unknown Warriors" by Fred Gaffen)
POSTED ON 12.4.2001
POSTED BY: Hal N Maddy Laffin
Canadian Vietnam Veterans Memorial - Windsor, Ontario
As Long As We Live
You Will Live
As Long As We Live
You Will Be Remembered
As Long As We Live
You Will Be Loved
~M.A.C.V. July 2, 1995~
Picture taken by H Laffin at the dedication 1995.
POSTED ON 4.25.2000
POSTED BY: Daniel R. Mahon
By Honor Bound and Ghosts Possessed
The Wall, Panel 19 West, Lines 116-123
August 26, 1999
30th Anniversary
To Kathleen
Midshipman, USN
The average age of those who served in Vietnam was 19. There will always be a place reserved in my memory for those 38 of my brothers who gave their lives in the line of duty on August 26th, 1969, my own nineteenth birthday. And it is not without regret that I hold special remembrance of my five younger brothers, Don Brown, USA, Jimmie Morris, USMC, Joseph Pinto, USMC, James Shipman, USMC, and Glenn Truex, USMC, who I will always believe went in my place.
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.
Dad
August 26, 1999
30th Anniversary
To Kathleen
Midshipman, USN
The average age of those who served in Vietnam was 19. There will always be a place reserved in my memory for those 38 of my brothers who gave their lives in the line of duty on August 26th, 1969, my own nineteenth birthday. And it is not without regret that I hold special remembrance of my five younger brothers, Don Brown, USA, Jimmie Morris, USMC, Joseph Pinto, USMC, James Shipman, USMC, and Glenn Truex, USMC, who I will always believe went in my place.
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.
Dad