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HONORED ON PANEL 64E, LINE 8 OF THE WALL
DARYL LA DON STITH
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DARYL L STITH
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LEFT FOR DARYL LA DON STITH
POSTED ON 8.7.2003
POSTED BY: Donald Lytle
Thank you Corporal Stith
Although we never met personally, I want to thank you Daryl La Don Stith, for your courageous and valiant service, faithful contribution, and your most holy sacrifice given to this great country of ours!
Your Spirit is alive--and strong, therefore Marine, you shall never be forgotten, nor has your death been in vain!
Again, thank you Corporal Daryl La Don Stith, for a job well done!
REST IN ETERNAL PEACE MY MARINE FRIEND
Your Spirit is alive--and strong, therefore Marine, you shall never be forgotten, nor has your death been in vain!
Again, thank you Corporal Daryl La Don Stith, for a job well done!
REST IN ETERNAL PEACE MY MARINE FRIEND
POSTED ON 9.8.2001
POSTED BY: Debbe Reynolds
Semper fi, Brother Marine
POSTED ON 11.27.1999
POSTED BY: MGySgt Mark Limpic, USMCR (ret)
Corporal Daryl Stith, USMC
It's been over 30 years since you left Daryl, but you've been with me all this time. Although we only spent a few months together in Viet Nam, I got to know you well as we shared our memories of the past and our hopes and dreams for the future. You know that I met your mom and dad while on R&R in Hawaii and then the rest of your family and Becky when I returned. They were all you said they would be. I still see your parents and I know that they miss you terribly.
Although the years have dulled my memory, I still remember the good times and the bad ones we spent together. I remember the rock ape we 'captured' in the jungle and how our squad adopted it as sort of a mascot and how it became attached to you. That monkey must have thought you were its mother because it would screech if you got out of its sight. I remember how it would sit on your pack while we were on patrol and how it would eat our C-Rations (it loved the peaches) and how it would grab your hair when you were sleeping and wake you up.
I remember when our platoon was assigned convoy security duty, the time we got ambushed and during that ambush how you had the squad 'confiscate' a case of whiskey from an Army truck destined for an officer's club I'm sure. When we got to Phu Bai we proceeded to get very drunk and boy do I remember the incredible hangover the next morning as we boarded the trucks. The whole squad was sick.
But most of all Daryl, I remember that morning on May 20, 1968 during Operation Allenbrooke on Ga Noi Island. We woke up to another hot day and before we shoved off, you had me carry the radio. Our platoon walked point for the company and we hadn't gone far when we got pinned down and started to take heavy casualties. I remember you asking for volunteers to flank them from the side. I volunteered without hesitation (I think that I was just looking for as excuse to dump that heavy radio on someone else). Two of us followed you around our lines, through some thick bamboo and up a small hill where we could see the NVA soldiers attacking our platoon. You started firing with your M-79 grenade launcher and that's when you got hit. That moment will haunt me forever Daryl. We did pull back, called in air strikes and pushed on. My last rememberance of you was your boots sticking out from under the poncho that we covered you with - I don't know why I remember your worn out boots, but I do. I stared at those boots and couldn't believe you were gone.
Daryl, you were a brave man, a good Marine NCO and a natural leader. I learned a lot from you about leadership and how to take care of your men and I tried to follow your example throughout my career in the Corps. THe legacy of the Marine Corps is what it is because of men like you.
I've had a good life Daryl. My wife (you'd like her) and I have raised a daughter and a son and both are married now - I even have a grandson. My son also became a Marine and he reminds me of you Daryl - the same sense of humor and loyalty to his friends and fellow Marines. Through you I have also been blessed with your family.
Daryl, I will never forget you. You gave your life so that others could live. You are my hero and I salute you. Semper Fidelis.
Although the years have dulled my memory, I still remember the good times and the bad ones we spent together. I remember the rock ape we 'captured' in the jungle and how our squad adopted it as sort of a mascot and how it became attached to you. That monkey must have thought you were its mother because it would screech if you got out of its sight. I remember how it would sit on your pack while we were on patrol and how it would eat our C-Rations (it loved the peaches) and how it would grab your hair when you were sleeping and wake you up.
I remember when our platoon was assigned convoy security duty, the time we got ambushed and during that ambush how you had the squad 'confiscate' a case of whiskey from an Army truck destined for an officer's club I'm sure. When we got to Phu Bai we proceeded to get very drunk and boy do I remember the incredible hangover the next morning as we boarded the trucks. The whole squad was sick.
But most of all Daryl, I remember that morning on May 20, 1968 during Operation Allenbrooke on Ga Noi Island. We woke up to another hot day and before we shoved off, you had me carry the radio. Our platoon walked point for the company and we hadn't gone far when we got pinned down and started to take heavy casualties. I remember you asking for volunteers to flank them from the side. I volunteered without hesitation (I think that I was just looking for as excuse to dump that heavy radio on someone else). Two of us followed you around our lines, through some thick bamboo and up a small hill where we could see the NVA soldiers attacking our platoon. You started firing with your M-79 grenade launcher and that's when you got hit. That moment will haunt me forever Daryl. We did pull back, called in air strikes and pushed on. My last rememberance of you was your boots sticking out from under the poncho that we covered you with - I don't know why I remember your worn out boots, but I do. I stared at those boots and couldn't believe you were gone.
Daryl, you were a brave man, a good Marine NCO and a natural leader. I learned a lot from you about leadership and how to take care of your men and I tried to follow your example throughout my career in the Corps. THe legacy of the Marine Corps is what it is because of men like you.
I've had a good life Daryl. My wife (you'd like her) and I have raised a daughter and a son and both are married now - I even have a grandson. My son also became a Marine and he reminds me of you Daryl - the same sense of humor and loyalty to his friends and fellow Marines. Through you I have also been blessed with your family.
Daryl, I will never forget you. You gave your life so that others could live. You are my hero and I salute you. Semper Fidelis.
POSTED ON 11.10.1999
POSTED BY: Mom and Dad Stith
Corporal Daryl LaDon Stith
Dear Daryl,
There's never a day goes by that you're not
on our minds and in our hearts. We always remember your birthday even though we've been seperated from you more than 31 years. We love you as much as ever. We will always
remember the good times we've had and cherish the memories that can never be taken
from us. The outings at Chesapeake Bay, the
trips to Santa Cruz, Camping at Kyburz, The
croquet games on the football field, visiting you at the San Diego Marine Corps
Depot. Later at the San Clemente Beach and on and on and on.
You'll never cease to be a major part of our
lives and We'll Love You Forever
Mom and Dad
There's never a day goes by that you're not
on our minds and in our hearts. We always remember your birthday even though we've been seperated from you more than 31 years. We love you as much as ever. We will always
remember the good times we've had and cherish the memories that can never be taken
from us. The outings at Chesapeake Bay, the
trips to Santa Cruz, Camping at Kyburz, The
croquet games on the football field, visiting you at the San Diego Marine Corps
Depot. Later at the San Clemente Beach and on and on and on.
You'll never cease to be a major part of our
lives and We'll Love You Forever
Mom and Dad