Charlie Company GuestbookCharlie Company, 3rd Battalion, 22nd Infantry,Regulars By God! There are currently 340 messages. Message Number: 340 - Monday, March 8, 2010 19:07:01 PST - United States ![]()
67 guys, I just found John W Goodson. He came to us from the wolfhounds around Sept 67 and Deros'd home Dec 67. He was a sgt E-5 at the time. Please let me know if you knew him. Not posative, but I think he was in 1st platoon. bill Message Number: 339 - Monday, March 8, 2010 12:03:54 PST - United States ![]()
My name is Lisa (Branham) Cecil. I am the daughter of Barney R. Branham. I am looking for any information, stories, or pictures that anybody might have of my dad. He served from 66-67. Bill told me that he was nicknamed Barney Olfield and that he came from the 9th division with Daniel Christian, and was in the 4th Pltn of C3/22. Any information would be appreciated. Thanks, Lisa (Branham) Cecil tipper21969@yahoo.com (please put Barney in the subject line). Message Number: 338 - Monday, March 8, 2010 10:48:57 PST - United States ![]()
I have already signed the Guestbook.I wanted share with evry one my definition of a Veteran.My whole military career from Viet-Nam Reserve,s and Irag,and will continue to keep in my Heart.( Definition OF A VETERAN.)A Veteran-whetherActive Duty,Retired,National Guard or reserve-is someone who at one point in their Life wrote a check made payable to" The United States of America",for an amount of"up to and including my life".That is Honer,and there are way to many people in this country who no longer understand and beleive in and for the Veteran,s.Author Unknown Message Number: 337 - Saturday, March 6, 2010 21:11:05 PST - United States ![]()
I was just curious one night to see what would come up if I googled my dad's name, and to my surprise, my dad was not only listed (on the deceased with a correct year), but I was able to find a picture of him. Thank you, to whoever posted the picture on here. It means a lot to me as my dad has been dead over twenty years. It makes me proud to say that he is my dad. Thank you again, Lisa Branham Calvert-Cecil Daughter of Barney R Branham Sr Message Number: 336 - Thursday, March 4, 2010 08:15:05 PST - United States ![]()
I can not wait to meet up with each and every one of you,and have never been to the Viet-Nam wall,it will be nise to finally be with the brother hood,and my brother,s.i did a tour in nam,and 10 years in the Reserve,s and 2 tour,s to Irag,and turned 60 on the 2nd tour,and was injured also.i have been talking to Don Snyder,and it is very inlighting,and it meens so much to be talking to some one from then.you all take care and i will see you all soon.Sgt Don L Whitlow Message Number: 335 - Friday, February 26, 2010 14:40:16 PST - United States ![]()
Bill, There were 2 plane trips. I remember the Special Forces Camp. It consisted of ARVNS, IR,s VC, NVA and a few American Special Forces. I remember talking to one of the Americans in the camp. They knew a wave attack was coming, but not when it was coming. He told me that they were already prepared to fight inside and outside the camp. Once the fight started, the Americans would go into a special place (inside the camp) they had prepared to defend themselves until it was over. The second trip to the area was Quan Loi. I don't think anyone on that plane will ever forget the takeoff. They tore down the fence at the upper end of the runway so the plane could be pushed back a few extra yards. The damned plane was jumping up and down as the pilots held the brakes as long as they could. Off the brakes, on to the jato(sp) pods and down the runway we went. Personally, I thought we would all be dead in seconds. If you can count 20-years off your life as making it - then we made it. When we got off the plane, we were told the place was called Quan Loi. It was French rubber plantion beautiful. The runway was apparently still French owned. We started to our "set-up" area in single file. Shortly there was a line of 1st Div. troops going back the way we had come. As I looked at each face, all thoughts of beauty were flushed from my head. Those poor guys had had it. I don't remember one soldier actually looking at me. Those eyes were Vietnam infantry eyes. Those guys could fight no more. At some point in time, the Big Red One lost its Commanding General, its top ranking Command Sergeant Major, and some other high command troops in a chopper crash. At the time, we were told the chopper was not brought down by enemy fire. If there was no enemy fire, the pilot and co-pilot must have decided to commit suicide at the same time. To the best of my memory, we stayed at and around Quan Loi until 1st Div had rebuilt enough to take back their areas of control. I know I've pretty much lost memory of how we faired at Quan Loi, but I don't remember a great deal of action. We (US) were still providing air suppot to Quan Loi and Loc Ninh in 1973. Special note to Bill: Eye can speel just as goodest has juist about annyboddy elst kan. God Bless Charlie Company. David Message Number: 334 - Wednesday, February 24, 2010 20:40:42 PST - United States ![]()
Guys, I remember going to loc Ninh once, some special forces camp. But I left C3/22 mid JUly, so it was before that. So I'm thinking you're talking about a later trip. I don't remember anything about the big red one on my trip. But I think we took a C-130 there too, maybe a C-123? Anyway, I never saw anything beautiful there at all. Just a special forces camp that to me was scarry as hell. Half the perimeter was defended by arvins, and I never trusted them. We were only there 2-3 days and nothing happened, maybe a few probing rounds fired, that's all I remember. And they did get hit there after we left, I remember hearing that. Dave, I see nothing wrong with any of these recent messages. I love them, love hearing these stroies. Love hearing the reply comments too. But I do hope my spelling is better than yours, HA! bill Message Number: 333 - Wednesday, February 24, 2010 07:33:39 PST - United States ![]()
To All, I just re-read the last 2 messages I sent. First of all, I was embarressed. Both messages looked as though the were written by a 3rd grader. Second: My wife has been proven right again. She has always told me I COULD NOT type. I can "hunt and peck," slowly, but I cannot type. I was trying to get those messages out in a hurry because we were running late for my daughter's cheerleading pictures. Had I missed that, God help us all. In any event, Bill has been right all along. We should write of the good things. None of us need to write of the bad. God Bless Charlie Company, David Moran Message Number: 332 - Monday, February 22, 2010 21:50:49 PST - United States ![]()
hey guys i hope everyone is surving the winter.dave m. i dont have any pictures of big red one trip but i remember the ride up verywell ha ha .i did meet one of the artery people about 5years ago from rome ga. we had the moving wall at our park and he came.he said the night we left they had one hell of a human wave atack.so i gues someone was looking out for us that day. well ive pecked on this thing enough so keep your heads down and your powder dry. Message Number: 331 - Monday, February 22, 2010 07:20:09 PST - United States ![]()
Sorry Randy, I ran out of room while getting around to answew youir question. I do remember your "renting" of the Vespa. To this day, I have not figured hoe they coulf grt a full-grown cow on one of those things. If I'm right, that;s the time they would let us see Dau Tieng from the "rubber." What a GoD awful decesion that was. You asked me about the Vespa and photois. All of my pictures were stolen when I did not make it back after Burt. One of the reasons I quit going to the reunions is because I saw one om my pictures displayed on a table. Just can't handle those kinds of things Randy. Now my question; Does anyone have a picture of 6-toed Anne from the rubber workers. I offered her $5.00 on day for a picture. Someone surely has her photo. 6-toed Annie is not to be confused with (b )Annie who operated in the same area. Great question Randy. Keep em' coming. I think all of us have at least one question, or one tale to be shared with the brother. Good Bless All. David
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