JEFFREY L WHYNAUGHT
VIEW ALL PHOTOS (1)
HONORED ON PANEL 29W, LINE 46 OF THE WALL

JEFFREY LYLE WHYNAUGHT

WALL NAME

JEFFREY L WHYNAUGHT

PANEL / LINE

29W/46

DATE OF BIRTH

12/07/1946

CASUALTY PROVINCE

CHOUNG THIEN

DATE OF CASUALTY

03/15/1969

HOME OF RECORD

SAN CLEMENTE

COUNTY OF RECORD

Orange County

STATE

CA

BRANCH OF SERVICE

ARMY

RANK

1LT

Book a time
Contact Details

REMEMBRANCES

LEFT FOR JEFFREY LYLE WHYNAUGHT
POSTED ON 3.23.2014
POSTED BY: Curt Carter [email protected]

Remembering An American Hero

Dear 1LT Jeffrey Lyle Whynaught, sir

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

Curt Carter
read more read less
POSTED ON 6.24.2012

Friend at Tucson High

I remember Jeff as full of life at Tucson High School and was liked by everyone. We were so young then and you left us so young. We will meet again someday in our Father's House.


David Norville

read more read less
POSTED ON 5.29.2012
POSTED BY: Barry Berg

I'll Always Remember

Our friendship. Our week together during Easter Week in Palm Springs before I went into the Air Force and you the Army. You showing me your uniform while on leave. Hearing of your death. Seeing your name on the Wall in DC. I think and honor both you and Jeff Hawk every Memorial Day. You were truly one of the nicest guys I've ever known.
read more read less
POSTED ON 6.16.2010
POSTED BY: Robert Sage

We Remember

Jeff is buried at El Toro Cemetery in El Toro, CA. DFC BSM AM/14 OLC PH
read more read less
POSTED ON 3.15.2009
POSTED BY: Bob Ross

Do not stand at my grave and weep

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.

Mary Frye – 1932


read more read less