THE WALL OF FACES

Been so so long. I lost my father, Master Sergeant James G. CASE, on this day in 1969.
This day brings a lot of emotion for me. But, I wrapuself in the memories I still hold on to.
Sledriding in Germany while dad stood at the too with his Budwiser and Marborl, laughing, his playing horseshoes out back with the guys at the military housing, his dancing the twist with Aunt Betty in Kentucky, his chasing us up and down the steps as if he were a monBeenster in Fort Mead, his grilling outside even in the pouring rain with a makeshift tarp overhead, his unconditional love of LIFE.
So much more. But, I know he watches over me. I miss him each and everyday. Love you dad. Always.

Hey dad. Happy birthday. Wish you were here to enjoy a drink and mom and I make ya dinner. I'd get ya a big bud wiser beer and of course, your chocolate cake to follow. I wish you would have had the chance to live here in my home where I care for mom. We miss and lovevyou each and everyday. Xxoo your daughter, Robyn.

Thank you for your service to our country so long ago sir. The remembrances from your daughter Robyn are especially poignant and reflect her love and respect for you. May you rest in eternal peace.

On this day, May 2nd, in 1969, a great man was lost in a battle that many have criticized. The Vietnam War was a very unpopular war which took many lives on both sides, American and Vietnamese. No matter what you feel about this war or any other for that matter, families are left to grieve. And, that is the hardest thing to deal with for the rest of their lives.
MSGT. James G. Case, left this world, his wife, Pat, and two young daughters, Linda and Robyn. James was a Cumberland native and went to Forthill HS. His life was not easy growing up. And, when able, he joined the service, US Army.
He worked his way up, trianed many, and even kept some from going to Nam by changing their assignments to another place, company, or whatever they do. He saved thier lives only to give his own. A brave man indeed!
This man is my father. I miss him all the time. I have such found memories of him even as as a young 3 year old girl. My dad was killed when I was 9. I only had 9 years with him but I will tell you this, he left me some of his greatest gifts, his humor, his giving and caring nature, his love of dancing on the dance floor, and so many other gifts. He lives on in me forever and ever.
So, today, I ask that you would say a little prayer for my father and when you see any Veteran out and about, stop and tell them, " thank you for your service."

I KNEW MSG JIM CASE BACK IN 1968- LAST I SAW HIM WAS IN NOVEMBER. HE HAD BEEN OUR TEMPORARY 1ST SGT IN C-TROOP, 1ST SQUADRON, 6TH ARMORED CAVALRY REGIMENT. HE WAS VERY FAIR WITH US AND WAS RESPECTED. I LIKED HIM. HE WAS TRANSFERRED TO PERSONNEL AND HELPED ME GET TRANSFERRED OUT OF THE 6TH CAV (I HAD BEEN THERE FOR 18 MOS). I WAS SENT TO THE 9TH CAV/ 24TH INFANTRY DIVISION AT FT RILEY KANSAS. I WAS A SGT/E5 AND WANT FROM THE M551 SHERIDAN TANK TO THE M-60A1. WE WERE SENT TO GERMANY FOR REFOREGER 1 AND ALSO WERE PART OF THE HONOR GUARD AT PRESIDENT EISENHOWER'S FUNERAL. IT WAS NOT UNTIL 2009 THAT I LEARNED OF HIS DEATH IN VIETNAM IN 1969. VERY SAD!