Manuel Pino B/2/8th Cav,1st Cav 68-69 mpjr54@msn. com Fellow Army Vietnam Brother 11th Repl Co/90th Repl Bn, USARV NOW SLEEP Peace has come. Now you can truly sleep,my son. The muddy field where you were laid Flag-draped, will now be green. Redbud and cherry blossoms can be seen Soon in bloom above your head. Arlington's Eternal Flame Flickers across granite rows To illuminate your name And then beneath it (with lightning's calm) Strikes in black the word VIETNAM On your own stone. Peace has come. Your medals may turn green In time, like your beret But forever there are those who'll say, 'I live because he cared he came!'
Jul 28, 2008
Garnet Jenkins garijen@bresnan.net Grand Junction Co ~ Your Service And Sacrifice Are Forever Remembered ~ In Remembrance of Pfc James Calvin Tubb, with a Multitude of Thanks for his 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. who also made the Supreme Sacrifice in Vietnam in 1967... "THE SOLDIER, ABOVE ALL OTHERS IS REQUIRED TO PERFORM THE HIGHEST ACT OF RELIGIOUS TEACHING ~ SACRIFICE." General Douglas MacArthur Mar 5, 2008
Donna Jones Hunnyb4U10@AOL.com Grateful American Citizen Atlanta, GA USA Thank you, PFC Tubb! Never had the pleasure of meeting PFC Tubb and thousands of other brave vets like him. Our birth dates are close, but we were born 3,000 miles apart. Seems like yesterday we were kids sitting on the floor watching Howdy Doody, just being kids, then came the war. Sorry about the abuse you guys endured in Asia. Over three decades later feel great shame and sadness recalling how our heroes were mistreated at home. The second wound always hurts the worst. You're my classmates, childhood playmates and childhood sweethearts. You will always be burned in my memory as the bright-eyed peach-face kids that gave everything you had. Thank you my heroes! Wednesday, July 03, 2002
clyde blakely eblakely@internetcds.com enlisted with James 16444 Nonpareil Sutherlin, OR 97479 USA My eternal friend I was one of 13 young men from Oregon who took our oath in Portland, Oregon, in June of 1970. James Tubb was one of my fellow new soldiers. We were all hoping to go through Basic Training close to home - hopefully Fort Lewis, WA, so we at least had a chance to make a quick trip home if we had a leave. However, we were flown out to Fort Jackson, SC. We all thought that there being 13 of us might be a sign of being "unlucky" or something. We were is "processing" for about a week waiting to be assigned to a Basic Training company. James, through some clerical error I suppose, was separated from the rest of us and it took two weeks for him to be assigned to another company. All of us kind of "breathed a sigh of relief" that now there was "just 12 of us" (although no one ever said anything to one another you could "feel it" within the group). James, after he was assigned a company, often came by to visit - always smiling, always happy, he seemed to be the most comfortable with his life. I was always astonished at his friendly, outgoing character. We generally lost track of one another after Basic. I was stationed at a small signal site called Pr'line Mtn outside Dalat, VN, as a Mortarman and also set out sensors to monitor troop movements. I occassionally wondered about James what happened to him. The one and only time I picked up and read a Stars and Stripes military paper had James' name in it as a fatality - I never picked up another Stars and Stripes (even to this day). I realized at that time that I loved James Tubb. And I still do. This is the first time I have visited this site and I found out that he was only in Country 3 days when he was killed. We were all just kids, doing what our Country asked us to do, making our parents proud - the rest is history. My heart sank, again, when I read James' site. I hope and pray to see his smiling face and hear his laugh again when I get to Heaven and we are meet our Saviour a place where there is no more war, no more suffering, no more sadness, no more death, and I don't have to wipe the tears from my eyes because God Himself will wipe them away. I love you James Tubb and will always remember you. We would have been best friends if you had lived but in my heart you are now. Good by for now, my friend. Sunday, December 01, 2002
clyde blakely eblakely@internetcds.com enlisted with James 16444 Nonpareil Sutherlin, OR 97479 USA My eternal friend I was one of 13 young men from Oregon who took our oath in Portland, Oregon, in June of 1970. James Tubb was one of my fellow new soldiers. We were all hoping to go through Basic Training close to home - hopefully Fort Lewis, WA, so we at least had a chance to make a quick trip home if we had a leave. However, we were flown out to Fort Jackson, SC. We all thought that there being 13 of us might be a sign of being "unlucky" or something. We were is "processing" for about a week waiting to be assigned to a Basic Training company. James, through some clerical error I suppose, was separated from the rest of us and it took two weeks for him to be assigned to another company. All of us kind of "breathed a sigh of relief" that now there was "just 12 of us" (although no one ever said anything to one another you could "feel it" within the group). James, after he was assigned a company, often came by to visit - always smiling, always happy, he seemed to be the most comfortable with his life. I was always astonished at his friendly, outgoing character. We generally lost track of one another after Basic. I was stationed at a small signal site called Pr'line Mtn outside Dalat, VN, as a Mortarman and also set out sensors to monitor troop movements. I occassionally wondered about James what happened to him. The one and only time I picked up and read a Stars and Stripes military paper had James' name in it as a fatality - I never picked up another Stars and Stripes (even to this day). I realized at that time that I loved James Tubb. And I still do. This is the first time I have visited this site and I found out that he was only in Country 3 days when he was killed. We were all just kids, doing what our Country asked us to do, making our parents proud - the rest is history. My heart sank, again, when I read James' site. I hope and pray to see his smiling face and hear his laugh again when I get to Heaven and we are meet our Saviour a place where there is no more war, no more suffering, no more sadness, no more death, and I don't have to wipe the tears from my eyes because God Himself will wipe them away. I love you James Tubb and will always remember you. We would have been best friends if you had lived but in my heart you are now. Good by for now, my friend. Sunday, December 01, 2002
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