Ed S.
Edspostoffice@aol.com
Greatful American
Holdrege NE 68949 USA
Rest In Peace Warrior
This Hero has made the ultimate sacrifice.
Our family is forever grateful for his service in
order to keep us safe. May God wrap His loving arms
around him, his family and friends and hold you close
throughout time. God Bless You Brother. Rest in Peace. You will not be forgotten.
Nov 19, 2012 |
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Kelly Roebuck
Bobby is my Uncle - wow! my Uncle
38471 Bel Air Drive cathedral city ca 92234 USA
Uncle Bobby, Your sister misses you, your mother never stopped speaking of you, your father seemed lost without you & I just wish I could have met You.
http://bobbysanders
Bobby- I'm your niece!- that makes Bobby my uncle. I was born 6 years after your death, but your family spoke of you with such pain, your death was so painful, it felt like you had just left this earth days prior to my birth.
Bobby, I am sure you're in a special heaven meant for men like you- Bobby, your mom- my grandmom,of course, joined you in heaven some years back & I am positive has finally found her inner peace. Your father joined you more than 25 years ago- and am sure he told you all about Ruthie, mom and me.
My whole life whenever I hear 'Little Drummer Boy' song @ Christmas time, I think, honor you. Grandmom ALWAYS mentioned how you sang that tune in a Morrison School Musical. It brings me closer to you!
Uncle Don has (I believe to this day) a whole room dedicated to you in his house. He has your flag-the military presented to grandmom, pictures, medals,etc. Tell you the truth, I was very young last time in that room- and I simply didn't understand it was a tribute, my young mind thought its was tad creepy, but next time in Philly will call Don & ask to see.
Poppy's final resting place was above you & so, would visit the two of you from time to time @ the cemetery. Hope you heard my thoughts- I was happy Poppy got to be with you again.
I tried my best to take good care of your mother. I had a special bond with grandmom as she did with you- I truly think our relationship helped ease her pain of losing you. At least thats what my mom said.
Your sister- My mother still lives in Philly, I moved to California as soon as I was old enough. Your sister- Ruthie, gosh, there's no one around anymore to call her Ruthie. She did something no one else in our family ever did- graduated from college- SO PROUD of her for that! and Ruthie became a nurse. Still is. My mother will join you one day- I fear sooner then later- and when she does- she'll smile bigger than I ever thought mom could smile. My mother loves you so damn much- you must have been an awesome brother...
I have 2 daughters and they have seen your name @ the Washington Memorial Wall, as well as the traveling wall. I have your letters to grandmom when you were in Vietnam & occasionally read a few. You crack me up, when you went on a vacation- gosh I forget where, but sounds like you met a girl & had a ball! (*giggles!)
Also, I read in those letters how much you tried not to worry your family, ensure your mother you were saving a great deal of $$money (grandmom always luvs that- HA!)and communicate with grandmom to be chilled w/ my mom- not stress the little things teenagers do. Your letters are a VERY PRIZED POSSESSION, as well as a pic I have of you as a toddler- looks like my daughter Molly, when she was young. Even the same darn hair-HA!
You may not be physically with us, but your memory, spirit lives on thru it all- and promise my girls will pass it on. They perk up if you are mentioned-p they wanna learn more about their Uncle Bobby. -Cheers! Kelly Mauz Roebuck
May 26, 2011 |
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Stephen Poole
Dover DE
Thank You! You are NOT FORGOTTEN!
Retired form the USAF in 1998 and am teaching now at a middle school. Brought a class to see the wall today and happened to trace your name. Felt compelled to leave a message of thanks to an American Hero! Rest In Peace Brother.
May 26, 2009 |
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Garnet Jenkins
garijen@bresnan.net
Grand Junction Co
~Always Remembered ~ Never Forgotten~
In Tribute to SP4 Robert James Sanders, with So Much Gratitude for his Courage, Service and Dedication to our Country and for Freedom. Rest in Peace and know that you will NEVER BE FORGOTTEN. I am the sister of such a young hero, who also made the Supreme Sacrifice in Vietnam 1967... ...NOW ARISES FROM HALLOWED GROUND A DELICATE CLOUD OF BUGLE NOTES THAT SOFTLY SAY, GO TO SLEEP....COMRADES TRUE, BORN ANEW, PEACE TO YOU. YOUR SOULS SHALL BE WHERE THE HEROES ARE AND YOUR MEMORIES SHINE LIKE THE MORNING STAR....SLUMBER WELL, WHERE THE SHELLS SCREAMED AND FELL....THE DANGER HAS PASSED, AND NOW AT LAST, GO TO SLEEP.... By ~ Sgt Joyce Kilmer
Jan 18, 2009 |
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Robert Addlesberger
robertaddlesberger@comcast.net
High school friend
166 Brookdale Lane Harleysville PA 19438 USA
Elementary & High School Friend
Bob and I attended Olney High together graduating in 1965. As it is Memorial Day weekend 2007, and we pause to remember those who made the supreme and ultimate sacrifice for us, and our country, I think of Bobby. I remember childhood play with Louis Martin, Bob and I in Olney. I remember when Bob lived on North Lawrence Street. I remeber learing of Bob's death in Viet Nam while I was stationed in Germany. Never forgotten, always honored.
May 26, 2007 |
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Manuel Pino Bco 2/8th 1st Cav 68-69
mpjr54@msn.com
Fellow Vietnam Army Vet
C/2/503rd Inf Rgt 173 ABN Bde
Unselfishly, you left your fathers and your mothers,
You left behind your sisters and your brothers.
Leaving your beloved children and wives,
You put on hold your dreams, your lives.
On foreign soil, you found yourself planted
To fight for those whose freedom you granted.
Without your sacrifice, their cause would be lost
But you carried onward, no matter the cost.
Many horrors you had endured and seen.
Many faces had haunted your dreams.
You cheered as your enemies littered the ground;
You cried as your brothers fell all around.
When it was over, you all came back home,
Some were left with memories to face all alone;
Some found themselves in the company of friends
As their crosses cast shadows across the land.
Those who survived were forever scarred
Emotionally, physically, permanently marred.
Those who did not, now sleep eternally
Beneath the ground they had given their lives to keep us free.
With a hand upon my heart, I feel
The pride and respect; my reverence is revealed
In the tears that now stream down my upturned face
As our flag waves above you, in her glory and grace.
Freedom was the gift that you unselfishly gave
Pain and death was the price that you ultimately paid.
Every day, I give my utmost admiration
To those who had fought to defend our nation.
~Author Unknown~
Jan 10, 2007 |
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Marge Green
cousin
PA USA
Remembrance of one of Many Who Died Far Too Young
Bobby was about a year and a half older than me. When we were very young, our families spent a lot of time together. I can still easily remember the bedroom he shared with his sister, the front porch and playing on the sidewalk in his Olney neighborhood. I remember him driving his bicycle to our house in Southampton to get a Boy Scout badge withouth telling any body what he was doing. His Uncle Harvey was very proud of him and his mother was relieved to find out where he was. She never quite got over his death. She felt that it was more than just unfair to lose hime when she had worked so hard to bring him to term 19 years ago. His death taught me to be a pacifist and to doubt the existence of God as well until I realized that it was God teaching me to become a pacifist. I look for his face in all of the war photos and am sorry that he never got to be an adult.
Friday, August 03, 2001 |
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Jack Newell
jackson97@comcast.net
Brother Viet Vet
Sanders wanted to become a paratrooper and joined the Army in September 1965 after graduating from Olney High School. The 19-year-old specialist four, a rifleman and automatic weapons specialist, was sent to Vietnam and was assigned to Company C of the 2nd Battalion, 503rd Infantry, 173rd Airborne Brigade, 101st Airborne Division. Sanders died on November 19, 1967, while dragging wounded comrades to safety when his unit came under heavy fire. A box of dinnerware Sanders had bought in Thailand for his family as a Christmas gift arrived home four days after his death. Sanders was survived by his parents and a sister. Robert lived on West Fisher Avenue, in the Olney section of Philadelphia. Source: Philadelphia Daily News 10/26/1987
Thursday, January 08, 2004 |
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Barb Fitzgerald-Malone
bfmuldrake@comcast.net
PA USA
Athough I did not know this man personally, he was the brother of my sister's friend. He lived a few blocks away from me I was 12 years old in 1967. I remember visiting his house one day with my sister and I recall seeing a picture of him on their stereo in his uniform. I cannot remember the date of that incident, so he may have already been killed in the Vietnam War by that time.
Thursday, February 19, 2004 |
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