SP4 JAMES ARTHUR SNOOK

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JAMES ARTHUR SNOOK

Garnet Jenkins
garijen@bresnan.net
Grand Junction Co
~ Rest In Peace, Young Hero ~

Thank You, SP4 James Arthur Snook, for your Courage, Service and Dedication to our Country and for Freedom. Rest well and know that you will NEVER BE FORGOTTEN. I am the sister of Sgt David Dickinson, another young hero, who also made the Supreme Sacrifice in Vietnam 1967.....THE SOLDIER ABOVE ALL OTHERS, PRAYS FOR PEACE, FOR IT IS THE SOLDIER WHO MUST SUFFER AND BEAR THE DEEPEST WOUNDS AND SCARS OF WAR' ~ General Douglas MacArthur
May 20, 2009

KEN JENSEN
noharmkwj@hotmail.com
Platoon Leader Jun 67 - Sep 17, '67

Sorry James - only picture I have of you. This is James building the unit's standard Defensive Bunker. James was killed when a 122mm rocket hit his bunker killing James, Lt. Lawrence Duffy, and Willie Shegog. The unit was called into protect a Special Forces Unit in Bu Dop (a base camp 2 1/2 miles from Cambodian Border). James was a very good soldier and he is missed.
GOD BLESS YOU JAMES - KEN JENSEN
Oct 15, 2007

Carolyn Snook Kimberlin
lonepine1948@yahoo.com
Thank you James Arthur for helping to keep the United States free.Thank you for trying to keep the chioldren of this world free.
Aug 25, 2007

KEN JENSEN
noharmkwj@hotmail.com
Platoon Leader
THANKS SNOOK FOR PROTECTIN MY REAR - I SALUTE YOU
This young soldier was one of my best from July 1967 to Oct 1967 (I was wounded and sent to Japan). When I returned to the Platoon in mid Dec of 1967 he was no longer with us. I will never forget this young man.
GOD BLESS YOU SNOOK.
Jul 22, 2007

Manuel Pino Bco 2/8th 1st Cav 68-69
mpjr54@msn.com
Fellow Vietnam Army Vet
D/1/28th Inf Rgt 1st Inf Div

The young dead soldiers do not speak.
Nevertheless, they are heard in the still houses:
who has not heard them?
They have a silence that speaks for them at night
and when the clock counts.
They say: We were young. We have died.
Remember us.
They say: We have done what we could
but until it is finished it is not done.
They say: We have given our lives but until it is finished
no one can know what our lives gave.
They say: Our deaths are not ours: they are yours,
they will mean what you make them.
They say: Whether our lives and our deaths were for
peace and a new hope or for nothing we cannot say,
it is you who must say this.
We leave you our deaths. Give them their meaning.
We were young, they say. We have died; remember us.
by Archibald MacLeish,
1892-1982, American Poet

Feb 11, 2007

R. Masters
Honoring you on your birthday. Thank you, Hero. You are not forgotten.
Monday, May 20, 2002

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