HONORED ON PANEL 17E, LINE 77 OF THE WALL
DANIEL LOUIS ALBERTS
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DANIEL L ALBERTS
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17E/77
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LEFT FOR DANIEL LOUIS ALBERTS
POSTED ON 5.23.2025
POSTED BY: [email protected]
Ground Casualty
The Strategic Communications Command Signal Brigade was first organized on April 1, 1966, in Saigon, RVN. Redesignated the 1st Signal Brigade, it was responsible for providing communications to Vietnam’s 60,000 square miles of coastal, jungle, and mountain terrain. With approximately 12,000 personnel in early 1966, the 1st Signal Brigade would grow to one of the largest brigade-sized units to serve in country. Brigade personnel were distributed around the country at various signal centers and radio/wire integration stations installing, operating, and maintaining area communication. SP4 Daniel L. Alberts was a switchboard operator serving at Hue in Thua Thien Province, RVN. On the late afternoon of March 31, 1967, Alberts was off duty while boating on the Perfume River when the small vessel he was in capsized. Rescue attempts by a soldier companion and Vietnamese civilian failed, and he drowned. His body was recovered. [Sourced at coffeltdatabase.org]
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POSTED ON 5.12.2025
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“Former Anderson Youth Drowns In Action In Vietnam Conflict” (article)
POSTED ON 5.12.2025
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SP4 Daniel L. Alberts’ Military ID
POSTED ON 3.31.2021
POSTED BY: John Fabris
honoring you on the date you died and forever....
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
As long as you are remembered you will never die...
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
As long as you are remembered you will never die...
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