Army Spc., 26, of Omaha, Neb.; assigned to the 2nd Squadron, 3rd Armored Cavalry Regiment, Fort Carson, Colo.; killed July 9, 2005 when his Humvee struck an improvised explosive device, causing it to overturn, in Tal Afar, Iraq. Woods was in the area to evacuate another soldier who had been wounded.
Fallen medic from Urbandale ‘went above and beyond’
In life, U.S. Army medic Pfc. Eric Paul Woods cared for others, his family said Sunday.
The 26-year-old private first class from Omaha was killed Saturday about 6:20 a.m. Iraq time while traveling to help a wounded soldier. He was the 31st Iowan to be killed in Iraq or Afghanistan.
Lt. Col. Gregory Hapgood, the Iowa National Guard’s public affairs officer, said Woods was near Tal Afar, Iraq, when an explosive device detonated under his vehicle. The vehicle flipped and Woods was killed. No information was available on whether there were others in the vehicle.
Woods grew up in Urbandale, where his parents, Chuck and Jan Woods, still live. Jan Woods talked to her son on Friday, about 15 hours before he died. She said he told her he was doing OK and he talked about coming home in September. But later that day, Jan Woods got the feeling that something was wrong.
Jan Woods said that they tried to send a letter and at least one package to their son each week. At his request, the packages contained toys, candy and soccer balls for the children in Iraq. The couple also sent items that Eric said would help other soldiers: foot powder, moist towelettes and lip balm. “As a medic he would hand that out,” Chuck Woods said. “He went above and beyond.”
Woods joined the Army in April 2004 and was sent to Iraq in March. His parents said that he and his wife, Jamie, were concerned about the war, but they made the decision together. His family said he planned to become a physician’s assistant. “He had a lot of things left to do in life,” Jan Woods said.
Bob Stouffer, superintendent at Des Moines Christian School, was principal at Urbandale High School when Eric Woods graduated in 1997. “It doesn’t surprise me that his death comes as he was serving his country and helping someone else,” Stouffer said.
Woods is survived by his wife, Jamie; his 3-year-old son, his parents and three siblings. His parents have set up an e-mail address, email@example.com, for people who want to support their son’s squadron. Woods belonged to the G Troop, 2nd Squadron of the 3rd Armored Cavalry Regiment, based out of Fort Carson, Colo.
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember Eric during the month of September 2005 with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with Eric’s family and friends today and in the years to come.
I labeled and packed 120 candy welcome bags with music DVD’s (there are no movie DVD’s) phone cards and candy (that we shipped, that was a nice feeling).
1 box of Nathan’s shipment of jackets arrived today; maybe the other will arrive tomorrow. We had to unpack them at the post office since the box was too large for the car. Then one of the chaplains’ assistants helped us get them into the hospital. The reaction from the office was “WOW, you guys buy NICE stuff.” Don’t you know I was proud as could be? I gave them an address to a GySgt in the Balkans who has 300 marines looking for items that we have available; so that shipment will go out very soon.
Someone asked me a long time ago, “Why don’t we pack ready made backpacks or gym bags?” So if you ever want to know why we don’t pack our backpacks or gym bags ready to go with little shampoos, toothpaste, toothbrushes, boxers, t-shirts etc., it is because I just spent the entire afternoon unpacking these items from groups that spent their time packing this way. The reason we don’t pack this way is that the troops come in looking for just shampoo or just boxers, or the group will pack med briefs with an x-large tee, so it all gets unpacked here. Some of the guys are going back down range and don’t have the room for all the extras in these prepared bags. OK just had to get that out of my system.
I meet some very wonderful guys today. One particular young man happened to receive a package of boxers that we shipped. When he saw the tag he said something about it and I said that was a group that I was part of in the States. After he realized that we honor Fallen Heroes, he asked if we could honor two friends of his, SPC Carter and SGT Ruth of Eco. 1-15 INF BN 3 BD 3ID. I have no other information as of now, but I’m sure we can find them on the net. He was in need of sweats, guess what – the shirt was ours!! He began to tear up. He said that he had come back to the States during a mid-tour break and had been spit at. He thought that there would be more of a welcome than there was. He was surprised at the support that this group gave. (I believe the shirt was from Kathy’s family and the boxers were from Sherry’s family). He told me that he wished there were more like me that supported the troops in the States and I told him, “Honey, there are!!” and I gave him a hug. After clothing this young man from head to toe and making sure to take into account his injuries, we said goodbye. He asked if he could come back tomorrow to maybe pick out some books. The reply is, “Of course.” So my request to you now is to show this young man that he is truly supported. If you send me a PRIVATE email I will give it to him if he does come back tomorrow or next week. His name is XXXX. Please do not mention injuries or the incident on his mid-tour break, just that we support him 100%.
Other items of interest. Please forgive me I don’t remember names; but I saw sponsors from IN, CA, and KY go out today. I do know that these sponsors went out to day also: Kathy, Dad, Sherry, Lehn, Stafford American Legion, and Civitan Club. They have some of our sweats from our Jan shipment that are just now going out.
They are in need of WOMENS SMALL sweats.
I’m really tired right now and can’t think of anything else to let you know.
Today (Saturday) I had not planned on going into the hospital to work, but after getting an email from the office that they were very busy, I jumped in the shower and went right over. Our sweat suits may have not all gone out last winter, but they sure are going out now. I don’t even look at the sponsor labels any more, because most of them on the shelves are ours.
I do have to tell you a funny situation that happened today. We had about 3 guys in the clothing closet and they were picking out their items. One of the guys kept looking at me and looking at the package of boxers in his hands. I went and asked him if he needed help. Some of them are on some strong meds and get a little distracted. He said, “No, but why is your name on my boxers.” It took me a minute to realize he had one of our packages and I was the sponsor and he was looking at my Red Cross name tag. So I told him about our project. Both of us thought that was very cool.
The weather here is cool but sunny, but these girls and guys are freezing when they come in. So I’m glad we sent the jackets when we did and there is another group that sent wind breakers that some of the guys are taking. They are red and not going over so well, but soon it will be too cold for them and they will have to be stored anyways.
I’m still not sleeping through the night. That is it for now.
I meet a man today who received the Purple Heart. He joined the U.S. Army because his friend died on Sept 11 at the towers. He is giving 6 years of his life to honor his friend. He told me about the friends that he has made and lost in this war. He has my email address if he wishes for us to honor any of them.
I meet a young man who was wheelchair bound. It is amazing the determination to overcome these young people have. After being in a chair after my foot surgery, I know how difficult it can be to maneuver on the ground, but he would not allow us to help him.
For the American Legion people here, I met two gentlemen from American Legion Post 1. They had come in to help pack boxes, but just as with anyone, they have to go through the Red Cross Orientation, Training, Occupation Health Check, and I forget what the other office was called. Then you get to start.
For those of you that are local to my area and have seen my POW/MIA jacket, WOW, I have never had so many comments about a jacket before. I will be walking down the sidewalk and get this hand gesture from someone I have seen earlier in the day. You know the one that says TURN AROUND so they can show whoever they are walking with the back of my jacket. But I’m very proud to wear that jacket and very proud to be able to help these great people here.
My time here is going way too fast. It is a magnet that pulls me every morning and it is difficult to leave at night. I can’t even think about leaving in Oct; my heart goes to my throat each time I think about leaving here.
Well, starting to get sappy and it is late so I will close.
P.S. Thanks, Sue, that is one very thankful military member on this side. I had one young man that came in today that was very amazed at all the things he received. He said that he did not think anyone back home cared any more.
P.P.S. We are looking for any information about groups (Church groups, Civic Groups, Schools, Scouts, etc) that you might hear about that are sending items to the hospital. If you could provide an email address, web site, or phone number to me about these groups we would appreciate it very much. We are going to try to curtail the items that we don’t need and have them send the items that we do need. We need all the help we can receive in this effort. THANKS!!!
I have arrived here in Germany and other than being tired and on the wrong time zone, all is well. I start Red Cross training Monday and then other in-processing after that.
I’ve had to have shots because the military lost my records in the big military database in the sky and the paper shot records I had were not up to date enough. I can not start working until my shots are up to date on official records.
They are in urgent need of AT & T or MCI 120 minute (no more than that) phone cards. They also said to spread the word that they DO NOT WANT TOILETRIES. They have been sending their stuff into the field and even the field locations are saying PLEASE STOP!!! I have a Red Cross training class in about an hour so I have to go. More later.
I went to the Chaplain’s Clothing Closet today and I found the last two pairs of shoes that we sent back in Feb or Mar on the shelf – still with the sponsor labels on them. The volunteer there said that most of the shoes we sent were gone in less than a month. I don’t remember the exact number, but I think it was close to 200 pairs or was it 300?
I also saw the book that everyone signed from the benefit at the Lorton American Legion on a table in the Chaplain’s office. It is with boxes of candy and the pastries that Bernie sent.
I bagged some candy today for the welcome bags and went through custom forms to be entered into a data base for thank you letters. It was strange seeing my name and our project come through on the other end. If and when they need more bags, they have to be half gallon size, snack size is too small to fit movies in them. However, right now, there are no movies and we have more than enough bags.
There was a young man in the clothing closet when I was there talking with Jennifer, the volunteer and chaplain’s staff. The chaplain’s staff was telling the volunteer about our project and the young man came up and said to tell each of you “THANKS.” He said that you truly did not know what this meant to him. He said that it was over 100 degrees in Iraq when he left and even though to us this was sweater weather, he had his long johns on and was wearing two sweat shirts. He is coming back to the States on Friday.
Hoby F. Bradfield, Jr.—August 2005 Shipment Honoree
Army Spc., 22, of The Woodlands, Texas; assigned to the 2nd Squadron, 3rd Armored Cavalry Regiment, Fort Carson, Colo.; killed July 9, 2005 while he was conducting a dismounted cordon search in Tal Afar, Iraq.
Soldier’s Fight a Mother’s Heartbreak
Hoby Bradfield Jr. watched the World Trade Center fall from his home in New Jersey and decided that very day he would enlist in the Army.
“The day the towers fell, he called a recruiter,” said his mother, Dianne Sterling, who now lives in Wheaton. “I said, ‘Hoby, please, just think about it for a few days.’ But he had his mind made up.”
From that point on, Bradfield’s resolve and loyalty to his country never wavered.
Not when he was sent to Iraq the following year, and not when the Army specialist voluntarily signed up for a second tour of duty “because he wasn’t going to let the boys he fought with go back without him,” his mother said.
Bradfield, 22, was killed July 9 in Tal Afar, Iraq. His stepfather, Kenneth Sterling, said Bradfield was injured during a house-to-house search for insurgents. Then the ambulance he was in struck a roadside bomb, killing him and the ambulance driver.
His family will never know if he might have survived the initial injury. They choose not to dwell on what-ifs.
“His mom and I choose not to dwell on that potential,” Kenneth Sterling said. “We’re mostly angry about the fact that (the insurgents) bomb children and ambulances.”
Bradfield’s mother also chose to focus on the positives: “He had confidence in getting the job done, of bringing peace and freedom. He was under no illusions. He knew that was his job, and he knew what he stood for. And he made the ultimate sacrifice.”
Bradfield was raised mainly in New Jersey and Virginia. But his wife, Crystin, who’s due to deliver their first child this fall, was from Chicago’s South Side. His mother and stepfather, a Chicago native, moved to Wheaton last year, and had hoped Bradfield and his young family might someday choose to live in the Chicago area.
“They got married, set plans to have a baby, and then he went back to Iraq,” Kenneth Sterling said. “They didn’t really didn’t have a lot of time together. Now she’s widowed with an unborn child.
“This is so tragic,” he said. “So much of it was the potential of what could have been.”
Dianne Sterling described her son as generally quiet but with a dry sense of humor. He loved children, and, while growing up, often helped out elderly neighbors without being asked.
She has made a point to contact the widow of Eric Woods of Omaha, the ambulance driver who was killed along with her son that day. She told his widow how grateful she was that Woods had tried to help her son.
Bradfield’s funeral will take place Monday in Virginia Beach, Va., where his father, Hoby Bradfield, Sr., and stepmother live. He’ll be buried at Arlington National Cemetery Tuesday.
“I don’t want him to be remembered as just another coalition tragedy,” Dianne Sterling said. “I want people to know he was a kind, loving, caring young man who was fiercely loyal and patriotic.
“He’s not just a casualty,” she said. “He was a person. He was my son.”
Twenty-Two, Forever—Specialist Hoby Frank Bradfield, Jr.
“Day by day, fix your eyes upon the greatness of Athens, until you become filled with the love of her; and when you are impressed by the spectacle of her glory, reflect that this empire has been acquired by men who knew their duty and had the courage to do it.” – Thucydides, The Funeral Speech for Pericles
, Jr. graduated from high school in 2001 in Virginia Beach, VA. Immediately after witnessing the World Trade Center towers fall from his home in New Jersey, he called a recruiter and enlisted in the US Army. A member of the warrior caste, Bradfield’s father was a retired Navy veteran, his older brother an Army Cavalry Scout and his younger brother is now a Marine.
Hoby left his home and entered the Army on August 20th, 2002. He trained to be a Cavalry Scout and was assigned to the Sabre Squadron of the 3rd Armored Cavalry Regiment at Fort Carson, Colorado. In a few short months, Bradfield went from raw recruit to leader among his peers.
Not long after joining the famed regiment, the 3rd ACR was sent to Iraq for Operation Iraqi Freedom I. There, Hoby Bradfield earned a reputation for being a fierce Scout. As a Private First Class he was awarded the ARMCOM with V device for valor in combat and had been recommended for two Bronze Stars.
After returning from OIF, Hoby met a girl, Crystin, fell in love and got married. He also trained to be a Combat Life Saver. Crystin became pregnant and Hoby was thrilled.
“…not even subzero temperatures at downrange Fort Carson can keep the smile from a man’s face when he tells his best friends he’s going to be a father,” said 1st Lt. Brian Oman, Bradfield’s Troop platoon leader.
He knew the day would come when the regiment would go back to Iraq. Even though Crystin was pregnant, Bradfield volunteered to go back to Iraq.
On July 9th, 2005, Grim Troop of the 2nd Squadron moved into a neighborhood in Tal Afar to destroy a terrorist bombing cell. During the cordon and search, one of Bradfield’s team was hit and, as one of the Combat Life Savers, he raced to perform first aid. Then, Specialist Bradfield was shot. Medics were called to the battle. They stabilized Hoby, put him on the ambulance, and raced to the hospital. Terrorists were watching. They detonated an IED and destroyed the ambulance instantly killing Hoby and the medic that was saving his life, PFC Eric Woods.
“There are troopers in the regiment who most definitely owe their lives to him,” LTC Christopher Hickey, Commander, 2nd Squadron, 3rd ACR said about Hoby in the memorial service held in Iraq where over 200 Cav Troopers attended.
On July 26th, 2005, Specialist Hoby Frank Bradfield Jr. was laid to rest at Arlington National Cemetery. Eric Woods’ family attended the memorial in Virginia and the burial at Arlington.
On September 3rd, Crystin Bradfield gave birth to Kloe Adell Bradfield who is the spittin’ image of her dad.
My thoughts and prayers are with Hoby’s family. Today would have been Hoby’s twenty-third birthday.
July 2006 Update:
SPC Bradfield Awarded Second Bronze Star with Valor:
The following recognition of Spc. Hoby F. Bradfield’s courage and selflessness were sent to his wife with the awarding of the Bronze Star Medal with Valor:
Hoby was a true hero in every sense of the word. Since his passing, many of our soldiers have done great justice to his memory by attempting to replicate the professionalism, enthusiasm, and bravery that Hoby displayed on a daily basis over here. Many times we fall short of his example, but his legacy in this squadron is truly a lasting one.
Enclosed is a Bronze Star Medal with Valor, which Hoby was awarded for actions two weeks prior to his passing. On June 25 2005 his squad was on a dismounted patrol in Tal’Afar, Iraq when they came under enemy fire. One of the soldiers in the squad was shot and lay separated from the rest of the team by enemy fire. Hoby, with no regard to his own safety exposed himself to the continuous enemy fire in order to reach his wounded friend, drag him to safety and provide first aid. After giving assistance to the wounded Soldier, Hoby again exposed himself to enemy fire as he went for a stretcher, then again as he helped to evacuate the soldier. His Valor and Heroism were supremely evident that day, as well as every time he was on a mission. Hoby’s action on June 25 2005 saved the life of Sergeant Jeremy Wolfsteller. Hoby always put the well-being of his fellow Soldiers above his own, and he exemplified all the values expected of such a dedicated and professional Soldier.
For August’s shipment I would like to honor Army SPC Hoby Frank Bradfield, Jr of The Woodlands, Texas. He was killed on July 9, 2005 in Tal Afar, Iraq due to enemy fire while conducting a dismounted cordon search. He was 22 years of age. I learned of this young man due to another yahoo group that I am a part of, Operation Baby Blanket. His wife, Crystin, is currently pregnant with their first child and is due in September. This link goes to his memorial video that I encourage you all to watch. It definitely brought tears to my eyes. With Jason (my husband) being his age, due with our first child in October, and Jason leaving to Iraq in Dec or Jan this definitely touched home.
9-03-05 Kloe was born at 2:01am Sat. weighting in at 7lbs 3oz and 19″ long. Crystin says she looks just like Hoby’s baby photo except she has brown curly hair. She and Crystin are doing fine. She was born at Evans Army Hospital on post at Colorado Springs, CO.
Fallen But Never Forgotten
The Mounted Rifleman
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember Hoby during the month of August 2005 with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with Hoby’s family and friends today and in the years to come.
In honor of Hoby, on Aug 12, 2005 we shipped 110 calendars, 4 dress shirts, 22 boxes of snack bags, 10 pounds of candy and 9 pairs of boxers .
Marine Corps Pfc., 20, of Winchester, Tenn.; assigned to the 2nd Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion, 2nd Marine Division, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, N.C.; killed June 14, 2005 when an improvised explosive device detonated near his vehicle while conducting combat operations near Rutbah, Iraq.
Nathan B. Clemons was active in his church– he was a drummer in the youth praise band and the guy who dropped the church’s new digital camera in a bucket of paint.
“Life to him was to be celebrated and have a good time,” said Pastor Mike Jackson.
Clemons, 20, of Jacksonville, Fla., was killed June 14 when an explosive detonated near his vehicle near Rutbah. He was based at Camp Lejeune.
Known as “Nate Dog” to his friends, he was straight-talking and eager for a good time like when he hit golf balls down the street and busted the light in front of his house.
“As my buddy, he was invincible,” said his best friend, Kenny Anderson. “He was tough and fun, and full of life like everybody says.”
He joined the military after graduating from high school and is survived by his parents. In a letter home, he told his father that if he didn’t make it through the day, he was OK with that. “I have my faith; my spirituality is in order,” he said.
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember Nathan during the month of July 2005 with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with Nathan’s family and friends today and in the years to come.
Army Staff Sgt., 27, of Dale City, Va.; assigned to the 1st Battalion, 7th Special Forces Group, Fort Bragg, N.C.; killed June 3, 2005 when his convoy vehicle was struck by an improvised explosive device at Forward Operating Base Orgun-E, Afghanistan. Also killed was Capt. Charles D. Robinson.
Services Held for Fallen Soldier
The words bounced off the church walls as the crowd came to its feet, ready to send Roy Boy home. A medley of LeRoy Alexander’s favorite songs rang through First Baptist Church in Manassas as the crowd of about 500 sang and prayed and remembered their fallen friend, both celebrating his life and mourning his death in a “Going Home Ceremony.”
Later Monday afternoon, the mood changed, as Alexander was laid to rest at Arlington National Cemetery, two weeks after an improvised bomb killed him and another soldier as they were riding in a convoy in southeast Afghanistan on June 3, 2005. “LeRoy is now with the Lord,” said the Rev. John Blackmon. “We must thank Jesus for the time we had LeRoy, but know that he is home, serving the Lord.”
Alexander, 27, was born in North Carolina, but lived in Dale City as a teenager, where he met his future wife Marissa. He graduated from C.D. Hylton High School in 1997 and joined the Army, following his father Ronald, who served as a Marine in the Vietnam War.
Alexander served in Kosovo and Haiti before his death in Afghanistan. He was scheduled to leave Afghanistan in nine days and then serve eight months in Colombia, before hopefully leaving the military to raise his family. His wife Marissa is pregnant with twins.
Alexander enlisted as a technical engineer specialist, but later graduated from Special Forces Qualification Course and became a Special Forces engineer Sergeant.
An estimated 500 friends and family attended Monday’s service, sharing stories about Alexander, who most people called Lee, except his grandfather, who called him Roy Boy.
“Lee taught me so many things during my life,” said Alexander’s mother, Felicia, “but the last one, and perhaps the most important, was that it’s better to die for something than to live for nothing.”
Family mourns fallen soldier
Felicia Alexander remembered other stories from her son’s life, like when he begged her to let him play the trumpet and she could not afford it, or the first time he brought Marissa home to meet her. At the end of her tribute, Felicia Alexander presented Marissa with a flower arrangement, as her son liked to do.
Elder Georgia Walker remembered running into Alexander at a restaurant in Fort Bragg, N.C., and him lifting her spirits, giving her the warm welcome she needed.
“In the military it’s unheard of for an enlisted person to salute another enlisted person,” Walker said, “but LeRoy has been promoted to a captain in the army of the Lord.” Walker then saluted Alexander, as the crowd came to its feet applauding.
Dustin Hanover, a friend from Fort Bragg, told a story of when Alexander and his wife followed them home from the hospital during a snowstorm to make sure they got home safely following the birth of Hanover’s first child.
“[Lee] was the first person outside my family to hold my baby,” Hanover said, fighting back tears. “He always joked he was going to drop her, but he never did.” Hanover then said he plans to name his next child in honor of Alexander.
The service then moved to Arlington, where Alexander’s body was laid to rest. His wife and father were presented with flags as most of the crowd from the morning’s ceremony watched on. A bugler played Taps from across a field while a firing party fired three shots in his honor.
His awards and decorations include: the Combat Infantryman’s Badge, the Army Achievement Medal, Good Conduct Medal, National Defense Service Medal, NCO Professional Development Ribbon, Army Service Ribbon, Parachutist Badge, and Air Assault Badge. He was posthumously awarded the Bronze Star Medal, Purple Heart, the Meritorious Service Medal, and the Afghanistan Campaign Medal.
Alexander is survived by his wife, Marissa; and parents, Ronald and Felicia Alexander of Manassas, Va.
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember LeRoy during the month of June with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with LeRoy’s family and friends today and in the years to come.
Army Capt., 29, of Haddon Heights, N.J.; assigned to the 1st Battalion, 7th Special Forces Group, Fort Bragg, N.C.; killed June 3, 2005 when his convoy vehicle was struck by an improvised explosive device at Forward Operating Base Orgun-E, Afghanistan. Also killed was Staff Sgt. Leroy E. Alexander.
Army Capt. Charles D. Robinson’s Life Spanned the Globe
A resident of Haddon Heights, N.J., Robinson was commissioned in the Army immediately following graduation from Cedarville College in Ohio May 1998, where he earned a bachelor’s degree in foreign trade. His first military assignment was with the 504th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 82nd Airborne Division, Fort Bragg, N.C. Robinson graduated from the Special Forces Qualification Course and was assigned to 7th SFG in December 2003. Robinson deployed to Afghanistan in January 2005 in support of the Global War on Terrorism.
Army Capt. Charles D. Robinson’s life spanned the globe. The son of missionaries based in Haddon Heights, Robinson spent much of his life in Paraguay, where he developed a love of languages and a bond with other Americans stationed overseas. At Baptist Regional School in Haddon Heights, Robinson played soccer and kept in touch with friends after his family resumed their travels. And after the Special Forces sent him to Afghanistan in January as part of Operation Enduring Freedom, Robinson asked his family to mail him care packages of candy. He planned to give them to children in villages he was helping rebuild.
Robinson, 29, was one of two Special Forces soldiers killed Friday when a bomb exploded near the ground mobility vehicle he was traveling in during operations near Orgun-e, in the southeastern region of Afghanistan. He had been assigned to the First Battalion, Seventh Special Forces Group at Fort Bragg, N.C.
“He put his heart and soul into everything he did,” said his maternal grandmother, Doris Anderson of Woodstown. “He was outgoing in a quiet sort of way.”
During Robinson’s childhood, his parents, Charles and Janet, were missionaries based at Haddon Heights Baptist Church. Robinson and his brother and sister were home-schooled by their mother in Paraguay, his grandmother said. During one family furlough, Robinson spent his freshman and sophomore years at Baptist High School, which is affiliated with the church, head administrator Lynn Conahan said.
“He was easygoing, friendly, outgoing, and he could take a joke,” said Conahan, whose son, P.J., was a friend of Robinson’s. After Robinson’s family returned to Paraguay, he continued to write letters to P.J., Conahan said.
Robinson later graduated from Asuncion Christian Academy in Paraguay, said his brother, Jeffrey. In Paraguay, Robinson and his family developed a kinship with American military officials and other Americans living abroad, his grandmother said.
He later majored in international studies and global economics at Cedarville University in Ohio, graduating in 1998, according to university spokesman Roger Overturf. That was where he met his wife, Laura, a native of Iowa, said Overturf, who remembered the couple. Several of Robinson’s and his wife’s relatives attended the tight-knit, 3,000-student university, Overturf said. “We’re all pretty devastated here.”
Robinson became involved in ROTC in college, which led him into the Army after graduation. He was first assigned to the 504th Parachute Infantry Regiment, 82d Airborne Division, based at Fort Bragg. But “he wanted more than that,” Anderson said. Robinson completed a rigorous training program over more than two years and joined the elite Special Forces in December 2003.
He lived with his wife in Fayetteville, N.C., and they were hoping to start a family soon, Anderson said. The family was hoping Robinson would return in August. Laura Robinson said yesterday she did not want to comment. Robinson’s parents, who live in Pemberton Township, could not be reached yesterday.
Maj. Robert Gowan, a spokesman for the Army’s Special Forces Command, said Robinson had been riding in a ground mobility vehicle. “It is a modified humvee,” Gowan said, and was “heavily armored.” Also killed in the explosion was another member of Robinson’s group, Staff Sgt. Leroy E. Alexander, 27, a Special Forces engineer sergeant from Dale City, Va.
Captain Robinson is buried at Arlington National Cemetery. Robinson is survived by his wife, Laura; and parents, Charles and Janet Robinson of Brown Mills, N.J.
His awards and decorations include: the Army Commendation Medal, the Army Achievement Medal, the National Defense Service Medal, the Global War on Terrorism Service Medal, the Army Service Ribbon, the Parachutist Badge, the Combat Infantryman Badge, the Expert Infantryman Badge, the Special Forces Tab and Ranger Tab. He was posthumously awarded the Bronze Star Medal, Purple Heart, the Meritorious Service Medal, and the Afghanistan Campaign Medal.
Source: Groups 7th Special Forces Group (Airborne)
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember Charles during the month of June 2005 with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with Charles’s family and friends today and in the years to come.
Army Spc. Justin B. Carter, 21, of Mansfield, Mo., died February 16, 2005 in Forward Operating Base McKenzie, Iraq, from non-combat related injuries. Carter was assigned to the 1st Battalion, 15th Infantry Regiment, 3d Brigade, 3rd Infantry Division (Mechanized), Fort Benning, GA
Specialist Justin B. Carter was born on 26 October 1982 in Witchia, Kansas. He entered active Federal Service in October 2002 where he attended Basic Training and Advanced Individual Training in Fort Leanordwood, Missouri. Following AIT, SPC Carter was assigned to A Co, 2nd Engineers, Camp Castle, Korea where he served as a Unit Armorer until February 2004. SPC Carter returned to the United States and was assigned to Fort Benning March 2004. At the time of his death, SPC Carter had served 11 months in Echo Company as a Combat Engineer and as the Unit Armorer at Fort Benning, Georgia.
SPC Carter’s awards include the National Defense Service Medal, the Korean Service Medal, the Global War on Terrorism Expeditionary Medal, the Global War on Terrorism Service Medal, the Army Service Ribbon, and the Overseas Service Ribbon.
SPC Carter’s survivors include, his mother and her husband, Becky and Brett Misemer and his father William Carter.
Justin Carter had a truck that locals had nicknamed the “Red Blur.” “Everybody in town knew Justin and his truck,” said Carter’s stepfather and deer-hunting buddy, Brett Misemer. Carter was in a rush to live life, but he always kept track of details about friends and made time to speak to each person at family gatherings. He once invited a handful of friends from his barracks to his home for the Thanksgiving holidays. On Valentine’s Day, he remembered to e-mail his mother, Becky, and send his love. “I thank God every day for giving me the chance to be raised by the best mother on earth!” he wrote just days before his death. Before he graduated from high school in Mansfield and enlisted in the Army, Carter was involved with the Future Farmers of America. His cousin, Rebecca Denney, remembered the adventures they had during high school, such as the prom they never quite made it to. He was the life of the party wherever he went, she said.
Source: FRG News and The Atlanta Journal-Constitution
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember Justin during the month of April 2005 with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with Justin’s family and friends today and in the years to come.
Army Spc., 25, of San Diego; assigned to Company B, 3rd Battalion, 75th Ranger Regiment, Fort Benning, Ga.; killed June 25, 2003 in Iraq. Chris was fatally wounded in combat operations in hostile enemy territory.
Army Ranger killed in Iraq to be buried with father in Alabama
Source: Kristen Green, San Diego Union-Tribune
Army Spc. Andrew Chris followed in the footsteps of his grandfather, father, uncle and beloved older brother when he joined the military in 2001. It was a way to connect with the generations of his family.
Chris, 25, who had ties to San Diego, was killed in combat operations June 25, a few days after arriving in Iraq. His brother, Derek, said ordnance exploded near the vehicle Chris was riding in, and the Army Ranger died immediately. Today, his remains will be buried with his father’s in Huntsville, Ala., where he was raised.
Before Andrew Chris joined the Army, he lived for five years in California, most of them in San Diego. After he graduated from high school in Florence, Ala., he moved to Lemoore, south of Fresno, to live with Derek. When Derek and his wife relocated to San Diego six months later, Andrew followed and rented a North Park home with the couple. He worked for a graphics company for a while before moving to Steel Skin Inc., a body jewelry company in Poway. When Derek relocated again, he stayed behind, moving into a Linda Vista apartment with friends. He and his roommate, Brett Hall, 27, spent many weekends exploring and camping in the mountains of California and Arizona. “We hiked all over the place,” Hall said.
Andrew Chris was well-read and had a special interest in World War II. “He’s just like a walking history book,” Derek Chris said. He planned to teach high school history when he completed his military career. Andrew Chris was quiet and reserved, and extremely loyal to family and friends. He had visited Derek’s family just before he was sent to Iraq. “He had such a magical aura that he drew people to him,” Derek Chris said. “He just had a ton of friends everywhere he went.”
Andrew Chris’ Army Ranger unit was based at Fort Benning, Ga. He is survived by his mother, Cheryl Dawson of Baton Rouge, La.; his grandmother, Barbara Phillips of Huntsville; two brothers; a stepbrother; and a stepsister.
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember Andrew during the month of March 2005 with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with Andrew’s family and friends today and in the years to come.
Army Staff Sgt., 27, of Euless, Texas; assigned to the 1st Battalion, 506th Infantry Regiment, 2nd Infantry Division, Camp Greaves, Korea; killed Dec. 5, 2004 when his vehicle was struck by an improvised explosive device in Habbaniyah, Iraq.
AL HABANIJAH, IRAQ – Army Staff Sergeant Kyle Andrew Eggers, 27, of Yakima, Washington, was born in Grand Island, Nebraska on May 26, 1977 and was killed on December 5th, 2004 while serving in the US Army in Al Habanijah, Iraq. He was assigned to 1st Battalion, 506th Infantry Regiment, 2d Infantry Division, Camp Greaves, Korea.
Kyle’s family lived in Nebraska until 1988; from there they moved to Oklahoma and to Euless, Texas in 1989. He attended Harwood Junior High and graduated from Trinity High School, class of 1995. He joined the Army in August, 1995. He was stationed at Scoffield Barracks, Hawaii until 1999. From there, he was stationed at the Yakima Training Center in Yakima, Washington. He met and married the love of his life, Jennifer Giles, in October of 2001. To this union, three beautiful sons were born; twins Tegan and Kaden, 2 1/2 years, and Zane, 1 year. He was transferred to Camp Greeves, Korea in February, 2004 and was then sent to Camp Manhattan in Al Habanijah, Iraq in August, 2004.
Kyle loved life and was a very caring, giving, and loving son, husband, father, brother, and friend. His family’s happiness and well being were very important to Kyle. He treasured the time he shared with his three sons, wife and other family members, especially his cousins Courtney, Danielle, and Ali. Kyle never knew a stranger and made friends wherever he went. He took great pride in serving his country and was honored and proud to wear his uniform.
Services for Kyle will be held at 2 p.m. Sunday, December 12, 2004 at the West Valley Nazarene Church, Yakima, Washington and Tuesday, December 14, 2004, at First Baptist Church in Euless, Texas at 1 o’clock. Interment will be at Dallas National Memorial Cemetery.
In lieu of flowers, the family is requesting memorials be made to the Tegan, Kaden, and Zane Eggers Benefit Fund provided through the Central Valley Bank of Yakima, Washington or the Summit Bank of Euless, Texas. Memorials can be made at any of the branch bank locations.
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember Kyle during the month of February 2005 with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with Kyle’s family and friends today and in the years to come.
Daniel Martin Caballero—January 2005 Shipment Honoree
Source: The Washington Post, AP and WashingtonPost.com
Naval Petty Officer 3rd Class Daniel Martin Caballero, 21, was poised to see the world. He joined the Navy in 1998, trained as an electronics technician in Chicago and had worked for two years at the Pentagon, most recently staging satellite video teleconferences.
In December, Caballero would have started his first assignment at sea — not bad for a Texas kid whose only travel had been to visit relatives back in Mexico.
Caballero is among those killed during the Sept. 11, 2001 attack on the Pentagon.
His mother, Carmen Cabellero, remembered her only son as a committed sailor, determined to rise through the ranks, always bringing his electronics and naval textbooks with him when he visited.
“He was quite dedicated to what he wanted to do,” Caballero said, “to all his dreams, to his country.”
As a teenager in Houston, Caballero was not into sports or other organized activities, according to his family. Instead, he liked playing pool or bowling with friends, or taking apart electronic toys. But Carmen Caballero said her son never put the toys back together, so she was surprised to discover his aptitude for electronics once he entered military life.
Carmen Caballero, who works in a medical office, and her husband, a body shop technician, had talked about visiting their son in Washington before his Pentagon tour ended. They declined the Navy’s offer to bring them here after the attack.
“We just feel like it would be really harder for us to just stand there and see the gap in the wall there, where the destruction happened, and not be able to do anything,” Carmen Caballero said. “I don’t think that we could do that.”
– Debbi Wilgoren
The members of Landstuhl Hospital Care Project were honored to remember Daniel during the month of Jan 2005 with our shipments to the Landstuhl Regional Medical Center in Germany, and U.S. military hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan. Our thoughts and prayers remain with Daniels friends and family today and in the years to come.
Wounded U.S. soldiers undergoing treatment in Germany are in the thoughts of a Stafford County woman who, with the help of contributors and area veterans, is making sure these soldiers get something they need–warm, comfortable clothing.
Karen Grimord, who has seven family members serving overseas, is sending shipments of sweat pants and shirts to wounded soldiers.
She found out that the wounded soldiers needed sweats several months ago while visiting her daughter, who was stationed in Germany.
Medical personnel have to remove wounded soldiers’ uniforms, and they don’t have anything comfortable to wear while receiving treatment, Grimord was told.
The only requirements on the sweats, she said, is that they be new and sized large or extra large.
“We’re just trying to do something to help them,” she said.
So she and her family set to work saving money and buying up as many as she could find.
“I probably spend nine or 10 hours on the phone doing this,” she says.
She also appealed to area veterans associations, including the American Legion in Stafford, which contributed $1,600.
Post Commander Fred Miller said all overseas soldiers are sent to Germany for treatment these days, and when Grimord ap-proached the legion with her request it was quickly granted.
Others have chipped in, too, and Grimord said she has raised $3,200.
That’s enabled her to buy more than 30 boxes of sweat pants and shirts totaling about 700 pairs.
And she’s not done. “I’ll keep doing it as long as the money keeps coming in,” she said.
She said word of what they’ve been doing has spread, and she’s getting donations from all around the country.
One of the shipments will be dedicated to Petty Officer Daniel Martin Caballero, who was killed in the terrorist attack on the Pentagon. Grimord said a friend of his who is helping with the effort to collect the clothing asked that it be dedicated to Caballero.
Miller said there are other efforts afoot to help soldiers, including shipments of snacks.
The American Legion has been collecting lightweight, nonperishable snacks for soldiers to carry around in their pockets.
Anyone interested in helping out with these efforts can call the American Legion at 659-4461 or Grimord at 286-1539.