Remembering a great soldier
Remembering An American Hero
As an American, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.
May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you. May he also allow my father to find you and shake your hand now to say thank you; for America, and for those who love you.
With respect, Sir
Scotty you impacted my life.
I was flying wing man the day that Scotty was shot. We were flying a mission on a spot we called Flurry’s Hill named after a pilot who had recently been shot down and killed there (1LT James (Fearless Fred) Durward Flurry). I only knew Scotty for a few months and I remember him as full of life, always smiling, very knowledgeable and someone you could trust to cover your back. Everyone in the unit including the officers respected Scotty and he was someone we all looked up too. It was so long ago but I remember visiting Scotty in the hospital right after he was shot. He was in good spirits with a hip to ankle cast ( I think it was on his left side) he seemed fine and I thought for sure he would be back to normal and headed for home soon. We found out a few days later that Scotty had died. Scotty was the first person I knew in Vietnam to get killed and his death stayed with me for the rest of my life. It was so long ago but as I get older I think about Scotty and some of the other guys we left behind especially on Veteran’s Day. I always wanted to let Scotty’s family know what a fine man he was and how much he impacted my life in just the short time I knew him. I want to remember Scotty and all the others because I fear no one else will and they deserve to be remembered. I want to keep their spirit alive at least as long as I’m alive. It is very sad to me that so many people on this earth will never get to meet and know Scotty and I think of all the things this world will never know and all the children that will never be because he died so young. Scotty it was an honor to know you and to serve with you, I will always remember you. C Troop Try Me!
I do have to mention a story about Scotty that I will always remember and I’m sure he wouldn’t mind that I told it. Scotty was well known as a pyromaniac and he loved to blow up and shoot up things. One day I’m walking back to my hooch and I hear the biggest loudest explosion I have heard since being in country, I’m ducking for cover thinking we are under attach and over the horizon I see a great big black mushroom cloud it actually looked like a little atomic bomb had gone off. It didn’t take long for me to realize we were not under attack and that it was something of ours that blew up. Come to find out that Scotty had gotten permission (I think) to dispose of all the munitions that were expired. Well he disposed of them all right he put them all in a big pile and detonated the whole bunch. He ended up scaring the hell out of all of us and damaging the roof on one of the officer’s hooch’s. You should have seen the smile on Scotty’s face when I first saw him. Damn that was something; I will never forget that mushroom cloud. I have told that story many, many times since, thanks for the memories Scotty.