Jim Kettlewell
jimfk9@juno.com
childhood friend
2737 glenmont rd.
canton, oh 44708 usa
Larry Stark was a boyhood friend
When I was a young boy living in Dayton, OH Larry Stark was one of my friends. He lived on the next street from me and I very well remember him and his family. I have often thought about him and have visited the Memorial in Washington, DC and found his name several times. Larry's younger sister, Peggy, was in my class at school. Larry was a year or two older than me, but we played baseball and all sports together as young boys in the neighborhood. My father was the minister at the local church where many families in the area attended. I moved away to Akron, OH when I was 10 years old, but I have never forgotten my early years with Larry and my friends in Dayton. I just want to honor Larry for his service and sacrifice and give my utmost respect to his family. Thank you.
Thursday, May 26, 2005 |
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ross griswold
trojangriz@hotmail.com
i have a bracelet
i have a bracelet
i have a bracelet for lawrence Stark 1-31-68 i have had this since i was 12 i always wore it even when it started to break as being in the 70's i even painted over the black in a metallic green until i got use of a computer i always wondered
Monday, July 25, 2005 |
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Ed Strazzini
estraz@hotmail.com
Flight school classmate
2195 Anderson Lane
Charlottesville, VA 22911 usa
Comments from a friend
Larry and I met during basic training at Fr. Polk, LA in July 1966. We were in C-2-2 with drill sergeant Melendez as our mentor. Larry was a cheerful and hard working young man then, eager to get all he could out of his Army experience. He had enlisted to get pilot training as I did and that goal kept us focused throughout the rigors of basic training in miserable Ft. Polk during those hot summer months. In flight school Larry really showed his metal. He took to both the flying and the academics better than most, in fact, I am almost certain that he was awarded the title of outstanding graduate in WORWAC class 67-9. During his last months of training he married his hometown sweetheart. I attended their wedding at the in the Ft. Rucker chapel. After pilot training and a brief leave back home, Larry went directly to Vietnam. It was only a few months later that a friend that we had in common appeared at the officer's club where I was stationed in Bien Hoa, RVN and while we were catching up on who had seen who last, that I was told that Larry had perished while flying up north. I was shocked to say the least as I had always seen him as a guy who could get through anything. He was the best of our class. The thought of his death made me feel vulnerable and I felt sad for his young wife and his parents whom I had met when they visited him at Ft. Wolters and Ft. Rucker. I think of him often. I would be happy to hear from any of his friends and family. I hope they can take comfort in knowing that he was kind and caring young man who willingly and courageously answered his country's call and was not found wanting when many of his contemporaries were not up to the challenge. May he rest in peace.
Tuesday, June 19, 2001 |
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