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HELL........I DON'T KNOW WHAT "MY" PURPOSE FOR THIS PAGE IS....ALL I KNOW IS THIS........LATE ONE NIGHT, IN 1997.....MY BROTHER LARRY, FROM BEYOND, CRACKED ME UPSIDE THE HEAD AND SAID.."STOP FORGETTING ABOUT ME SO MUCH"......AND HE ALSO SAID, HE HAD SOME MEN THAT HE KNEW, THAT WERE THINKING AND LOOKING FOR OTHERS THAT THEY SERVED WITH IN THE 129TH. I TYPED IN THE WORDS "VIET VET" ON OUR COMPUTER, AND A SNOW FLAKE FELL THAT HAS NOW TURNED INTO A BLIZZARD OF EMOTIONS, MEETINGS, REUNIONS, TEARS AND HEALING.

A LONG TIME AGO, YOU MEN, WROTE THE HISTORY FOR THE 129TH WITH BLOOD, SWEAT, TEARS, AND LIFE. I HAVE DONE LITTLE TO COMPARE TO THAT. I HAVE ONLY UNCOVERED, AND INSERTED SOME INFO THAT I FOUND IN DC ABOUT THE 129TH. IF NOT FOR THE JOB WELL DONE BY ALL OF YOU, NONE OF THIS WOULD BE POSSIBLE.

THIS IS A PLACE OF FREEDOM, FOR SOME GAVE ALL TO MAKE IT THAT WAY.

THIS IS A PLACE OF FRIENDSHIP, FOR THOSE THAT FIND COMRADES FROM LONG AGO.

THIS IS A PLACE TO HEAL, FOR MANY STILL HAVE WOUNDS.

THIS IS A PLACE THAT IS SACRED, FOR THE "FALLING HERO'S" ARE AMONG US.

THIS IS A PLACE CALLED HOME, WELCOME HOME.

THIS PLACE IS YOURS, MEN OF THE 129TH TILL MY LAST BREATH.

THIS PLACE BELONGS TO THE KIA OF THE 129TH.

A BROTHER OF A BROTHER, RELATED TO THE COST OF FREEDOM,

MARK