
173rd
Airborne National
Memorial Ground Breaking While progress
in building The 173rd Memorial is being made in a number of areas, including plans for
Ground Breaking, actually scheduling the event is not one of those areas.
The 173rd
Airborne Memorial Foundation Board of Directors had hoped to announce in January 2008 a
firm date for the ground breaking. However, due to the requirement to fully coordinate
this even with other organizations, including the National infantry Foundation and their
Museum construction project, we are unable to do so at this time.
Our
goal, by late February 2008, is to
finalize and announce a firm date for Ground Breaking.
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Can Any Is or Was??? |
Cpl. Tyler Wilson, Chosen Company 2-503rd, was
presented the Army Commendation Medal with Valor, Purple Heart, Combat Infantry Badge,
Global War on Terrorism, Expeditionary and Afghanistan Campaign Medals by Col. Robert
Algermissen during a Dec. 22, 2005 awards ceremony.
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The 20 men
of Second Platoon move through the village single file, keeping behind trees and stone
houses and going down on one knee from time to time to cover the next man down the line.
The locals know what is about to happen and are staying out of sight. We are in the
Below us is the
Dusk is falling and the air has a kind of buzzing tension to it, as if it carries an
electrical charge. We only have to cover 500 yards to get back to the safety of the
firebase, but the route is wide open to Taliban positions across the valley, and the
ground has to be crossed at a run. The soldiers have taken so much fire here that they
named this stretch the Aliabad 500. Platoon leader Matt Piosa, a blond,
soft-spoken 24-year-old lieutenant from
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Im carrying a video camera and running it continually so that I wont have to
think about turning it on when the shooting starts. It captures everything my memory
doesnt. Piosa is about to leave the cover of the stone wall and push to the next bit
of cover when I hear a staccato popping sound in the distance. Contact, Piosa
says into his radio and then, Im pushing up here, but he never gets the
chance. The next burst comes in even tighter and the video jerks and yaws and Piosa
screams, A tracer just went right by here! Soldiers are popping up to empty
ammo clips over the top of the wall and Piosa is shouting positions into the radio and
tracers from our heavy machine guns are streaking overhead into the darkening valley and a
man near me shouts for someone named Buno.
Buno doesnt answer. Thats all I remember for a whilethat and being
incredibly thirsty. It seems to go on for a long, long time.
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For
'The Rock,'
a long year ends
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Three Silver
Stars and three Purple Hearts were presented to the soldiers for actions taken and
injuries sustained during Operation Enduring Freedom VI.
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173rD Airborne Brigade Memorial
Page
This web site memorial is
dedicated to the Paratroopers who were "Killed
in Action"
while serving with the 173rd Airborne
Brigade (Sep) in We at 173d.com
make every possible effort to insure that our list of KIA's is complete. However, if you
have information about someone who was KIA while serving with the 173rd and their name is
not listed, please contact us immediately. Many
sincere thanks, Paul 503rd Parachute Infantry 173rd
Airborne Brigade (Sep.)
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Comander & Chief doing a ~FLY-BY ? |
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Bush visit to Iraq
Paul J. Roarke Jr.
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here
are a few FACTS about the Bush's
National Guard years. Two
Did
you know that?
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Who are Todays warriors???
freedom.
Fearless or not, they are not boys and girls. They are Our American Fighting Soldiers that have kept this country free for over 200 years.
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But let Us tell you something... What goes
on Over Here,
Depends on what Happens Over There!
Of all the Gifts you could give them, That and your Prayers are the It's Gotta Mean Something !!!
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FALLUJAH, Iraq
April
11
--
When the U.S. troops entered the abandoned factory shed Sunday, they found a hastily
abandoned campsite full of jumbled clothing and bedrolls, scattered sneakers and gym bags,
broken eggs and dirty cooking pots.
But there were other, less innocent objects half-hidden in the gloom. Sacks full of
chemical-coated rocks. Leather belts stuffed with explosive putty, and one smeared with
dried blood. Boxes of batteries with wires taped to them. Instructions for making bombs.
"This was a 16-man terrorist cell," pronounced a Marine captain, rifling through
the mess. "See? All the bags and sneakers are brand new, all the same make. This took
money and planning. Someone sponsored them."
Among the debris were more intimate clues to the identity and motives of the suicide squad
that had lived, prayed and made bombs in the shed, preparing to do battle with the 2,500
Marines who entered sections of this turbulent city one week ago.
The evidence -- Islamic books, pamphlets, tapes and farewell letters in Arabic --
suggested that some of the men were not Iraqis from the area, but foreign Sunni Muslims
who had traveled to this urban Sunni stronghold to fight and die in a holy war, both
against the U.S. forces and the country's Shiite Muslim majority.
"I say goodbye with tears in my eyes and heart, and I ask God for victory," read
one letter, which suggested the writer's parents had tried to stop him from leaving home.
"Father, don't blame yourself. I am happy to be here," it said. "Mother,
don't be weak. Raise your children to be martyrs for the cause."
The urban guerrillas battling Marines since last Monday have put up a fierce and
well-organized fight, and Marine officials said early last week that they believed foreign
Islamic fighters had joined the local insurgents. On Thursday the Marines shot and killed
a sniper who was wearing a suicide belt, and they have since discovered seven suicide bomb
devices in various hiding places.
But so far they have not conclusively established that any of the insurgents were foreign
infiltrators. Several detained Sudanese nationals turned out to be longtime workers here,
and Marine officials said Sunday that they had used grenades and bombs to explode the
corpses of two snipers shot while wearing suicide devices, which made them impossible to
identify.
But the unearthing of the Islamic documents among the bomb-making materials Sunday, while
two foreign journalists and an Arabic interpreter were present, suggested that at least
some of the suicide squad members were not from Iraq.
Some letters referred to repaying old debts, patching up quarrels and acquiring false
passports. Others read like sermons, and one contained a poem saying that "the blood
of martyrs smells sweet." Most were in blank envelopes, and some were signed with
Islamic noms de guerre such as Abu Ahmed. They were apparently intended to be delivered
home by messengers.
In one letter, dated April 4, a man urged a friend to leave behind worldly concerns and
come join a "beautiful" war against Shiite "nonbelievers" and
Americans. "This is like Iran, there are many Shiites and we need to fight
them," he wrote. "We are in another Kandahar, and we will burn the
Americans." Kandahar, a city in Afghanistan, was the religious stronghold of the
Taliban, the extremist Sunni militia that was toppled by U.S.-led forces in 2001.
There were also notebooks with instructions on how to make a bomb and where to launch
attacks against American facilities in Baghdad, 35 miles east.
As they listened to the letters being translated, the young Marines looked incredulous.
Then someone opened a wallet that contained drawings of U.S. military insignia, evidently
meant to pick out important targets. "I see captain and lieutenant, but no warrant
officer. Guess I'm safe," said one Marine with a nervous laugh.
The squad examining the shed also inspected several other weapons caches in the abandoned
factory zone Sunday, including a freezer full of mortar rounds and a pile of rice sacks
from Vietnam that contained machine-gun ammunition. Officers said most of the material
would be destroyed.
After the troops finished their work, they left several riflemen on guard, wishing them a
happy Easter, and headed back to their command post in an empty pottery and carpentry
workshop. Some rested in dust-covered armchairs; others gathered around a corporal who was
being treated for a shrapnel wound in the knee.
"When I saw those [suicide] vests, I thought those people obviously don't value
life," said one staff sergeant, shaking his head in bewilderment. A 20-year-old
corporal, Philip Dennis, said he had expected to be building schools in Iraq, not dodging
mortar shells.
"I'm a humanitarian person, and I don't believe in killing for no reason, but I guess
this is the job that needs to be done," he said. On his first day of combat, Dennis
recounted, he climbed onto a roof and was astonished to see dozens of black-robed
insurgents with AK-47 rifles. "I had no idea they had so many people, and I realized
this was very big." He paused and added, "We killed a lot of them."
A few minutes later, a Navy chaplain arrived at the command post in a Hum-vee to hold a
brief Easter communion service, which he repeated at two more front-line posts.
"God, we pray that our actions here give some glory back to you," said Navy
Chaplain Wayne Hall, 36, who set up his communion vessels on a factory workbench. "We
live in grace even here, and we are not afraid of death. . . . None of us wants to die
here, but death is the blink of an eye, and you wake up in paradise."
One young corpsman, tending to an injured man in his command post, said he had little time
to think about Easter but a great deal to live for. Picking up his helmet, he displayed a
snapshot of his baby son glued to the inside.
He also said he was keeping a war diary that he would eventually take home to California.
One entry was addressed to his wife, in Spanish and dated April 6 -- two days after the
suicide squad member had written to his friend in Arabic, urging him to become a fellow
martyr in the "beautiful" war against Shiites and Americans.
"Hello my dear, how is my precious boy?" the Marine's letter began.
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We Went to War... With No Objective. With No Neglect.
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For No Respect. With No Hope of Reason. With No National Support.
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For No Communisim.
For The People's Army.
With Out a Problem.
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With No Regrets.
For No Military Value. For Taxe Payers Cost.
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We did Not Ask
"Why?"
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What is a veteran ?
Some
veterans bear visible signs of their service: a
missing limb,
a
jagged scar,
a
certain look in the eye.
Others may carry the evidence inside
them:
A
pin holding a bone together, a piece of shrapnel in the leg or perhaps another sort of
inner steel: the soul's ally forged in the refinery of adversity. Except in parades,
however, the men and women who have kept America safe wear no badge or emblem. You
can't tell a vet just by looking.
He
is the cop on the beat who spent six months in Saudi
Arabia
sweating two gallons a day making sure the armored
personnel carriers
didn't run out of fuel. He
is the barroom loudmouth, dumber than five wooden planks, whose overgrown frat-boy
behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by four hours of exquisite
bravery near the 38th parallel.
She
(or he) is the
nurse
who fought against futility and went to sleep sobbing every night for two solid years in Da
Nang.
He
is the POW
who went away one person and came back another- or didn't
come He
is the
Quantico drill instructor
who has never seen combat
- but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account rednecks and gang members
into Marines,
and teaching them to watch each other's backs. He
is the
carrier pilot
landing on a rolling, pitching, heaving flight deck during a rain squall in the
pitch-black night of the
Tonkin Gulf.
He
is the
parade-riding Legionnaire
who pins on his ribbons and medals with
a prosthetic hand.
He
is the
career quartermaster
(Army Supply Corps) who watches the ribbons and medals pass him by. He
is the
Army Ranger
who humps endless miles of burning sand for three days with no sleep or food and very
little water to designate targets for laser guided bombs or swims through a disease
infested swamp and crawls over poisonous snakes under the cover of darkness to conduct
Intelligence on a foreign government hostile to our own and our cherished way of life. He
is the
three anonymous heroes in The Tomb Of The Unknowns,
whose presence at the
Arlington National Cemetery
must forever preserve the memory of all the anonymous heroes whose valor dies unrecognized
with them on the battlefield or in the ocean's sunless deep. He
is the
old guy bagging groceries at the supermarket
- palsied now and aggravatingly slow - who helped liberate
a Nazi death camp
and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when the nightmares
come. He
is an
ordinary
and yet
an extraordinary human being
- a person who offered some of his life's most vital years in the service of his country,
and who sacrificed his ambitions so others would not have to sacrifice theirs. He
is a
soldier
and a
savior
and a
sword against the darkness,
and he is nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest,
greatest nation ever known. So
remember, each time you see someone who has served our country, just lean over and say
Thank You. That's all most people need, and in most cases it will mean more than any
medals they could have been awarded or were awarded.
They will Thank You.
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