SP4 ROBERT JAMES SANDERS

ROBERT JAMES SANDERS

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

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

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

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

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

Jack Newell
jackson97@comcast.net

Tuesday, January 8, 2004

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

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

Ron Russell
ronaldwrussell@comcast.net
Friend
2400 Shore Road
Linwood, NJ 08221 USA
Friend and Hero
Bobby and I became friends at Olney High School. Most days we would walk part of the way home usually accompanied by Tree, also konwn as Fred Bluminger. He was a great guy- very friendly and you knew instinctivly the he was a good person through and through. We often kidded with each other about our hair- his hlone and wirey, Tree's- well his hair looked like a tree and mine conservativly cut in the style of the day. I greatly admire, respect and love Bobby as a brother for what he did for our country. I look forward to the day when he and I meet again.
Monday, May 31, 2004

ANONYMOUS AND GRATEFUL
SO YOUNG! SO BRAVE! HOW CAN IT BE THAT SOMEONE SO YOUNG CAN GIVE THEIR LIFE FOR OUR COUNTRY AND SO FEW ACKNOWLEDGE HIS SACRIFICE. SOME OF US CARE. THANK YOU SEEMS SO INADEQUATE BUT IT'S ALL I HAVE.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006