I read Vietnam and Beyond with such rapture. When I finished reading it, I was left staring at the cover with so many thoughts running through my mind. Many thoughts of friends and family. Some parts I read over and over again. It tugged on my heart strings in such an amazing way. My father treated his PTSD from WW2 with alcohol. He was always a calm man and functional though. An alcoholic none the less and it was hard…..
Today we honor Stephen Kovacs 101st and 82nd Airborne Divisions “My Grandpa Steve always told me that he was a Screaming Eagle. He survived the war but after colon surgery, he had a heart attack and passed away in 1999. It seems like only yesterday that he was taken, but I know that he is here in spirit. He told me stories about him being in the war becoming separated as the last one out of plane as a paratrooper……
Cpl Floyd R. Perry, 21 Jan 1921 – 1 Jul 1961 I was not quite 3 years old when my brother was born, 1 month after our father died in the Indianapolis, Indiana VA Hospital of a staph infection in 1961. The last surgery followed back surgery for 15 year old wounds received January 1945 in Belgium while serving with the 517th Parachute Regimental Combat Team attached to the 82nd Airborne Division. My new step-dad did not encourage talk about…..
I just so happened to come across your site, Comes A Soldier’s Whisper. I clicked like right away. I found myself lost in reading stories and looking at pictures. What a wonderful thing you have done. I have always had an interest in Vietnam. I know that the wars Americans fought in have affected many people, but for some reason I just can’t wrap my arms around all my interest in it. Maybe it’s because of my Father’s Oath to…..
“Vietnam Veterans were the forgotten generation of Veterans. I know, I am one. “Thank you for your service,” and “Welcome home,” are what we sometimes hear, and that is mostly from other Veterans when they learn that we served. This book, VIETNAM & BEYOND, helps newer generations to learn about war, and about the Vietnam War. I will get copies of this book for each of my three daughters, and for my wife, who is younger than I am was…..
It was late April 1944 when Mrs. Irene Winer received a telegram from the War Department informing her that her husband, Pfc. Bernard A. Winer was missing in action in the North African area. Private Winer was a Reconnaissance Photographer with the 15th Air Force, 831st Bombing Squadron. It would later be determined that on April 20, 1944, head and about 500 others including about 150 members of his squadron, were on The USS Paul Hamilton DD-590 ship laden with…..
Tune in this Sunday, January 11th 5-6 pm to 1600 AM or listen online at: veteransradio.net/ for Veteran’s Radio Dale Thronberry’s interview with Vietnam And Beyond authors, Jim Markson and Jenny La Sala. Call in with your questions and comments during the show at 844-838-1600 www.VietnamAndBeyond.com
Communications work for the US Army could be dangerous, especially when setting up operations in enemy territory. The Handie-Talkie from Galvin Manufacturing Company (later Motorola) was the state-of-the-art portable communication technology of its day. This army radio operator keeps in contact with headquarters during battle. They were called “The Communicators” and radio men like my 101st Airborne father did not just flip a switch and turn a dial, they learned Morse code, and transmitted critical battle details. If their information…..
Dear Jenny and Jim. Thanks ever so much for telling the story. Sarah’s story really hit home especially when she said that she had a hard time relating to people that had not been to Vietnam. Vietnam And Beyond is a read that inspired and motivated myself as a Vietnam Veteran, that many of us have faced similar if not, exactly, the same overwhelming and emotional deficiencies. But I have managed to over come any obstacles that have and will…..
“Joe Pinter is my Grandpa. He is on the left in the photo holding the German flag. Grandpa was in the 9th Armored Division and was both at Remagen Bridge and the Battle of the Bulge. I don’t know who this man with him is, but the picture is believed to have been taken at Remagen. Maybe it’s the father or grandfather of someone reading this post? He never talked about the war with me. He died when I was…..
