George McGrogan was in the 3rd Platoon 1969-1970
He "went to the wall" this ordinary man,
He gave it his all, this American.
For country, family, personal pride,
He fought, and prayed, and also cried.
As we slept peacefully in our beds,
He gave account of our honored dead.
"They're my children too," he said as he wept,
Each name from their dogtags carefully
kept......in his heart.
Vietnam behind him, he came back home,
Picked the threads of his life up, one by one.
Then....he went to "THE WALL", his
thoughts are unknown,
Between he and God, they kept them their own.
But a bigger battle remained to be fought,
He fought fiercely, bravely, and finally.....lost.
He "went to the wall" this dying one,
Spoke again to God......
"Come home, my son."
Pauline McGrogan Cusick
From: Pauline Cusick
Sent: Saturday, December 28, 2002 7:41 PM
I am looking for anyone who served with my late brother SFC George McGrogan. He was in A Troop, 4th Sqdn, 12th US Cav, 1st Bde. 5th Inf. (Mech) and I believe he served '68 - '69. He would never discuss his tour over there, and I would really appreciate hearing from anyone who knew and served with him. I have many questions to ask regarding his medals, which include the Bronze Star w/Oak Leaf Cluster (I believe that is correct) and the Purple Heart. I would like to know the circumstances regarding these medals if it is at all possible. Thanks to anyone who can help. God Bless all our Vets!!
Pauline (McGrogan) Cusick
Gerald Paul Fallon, 1st Platoon Leader 68/69
Dear Ms Cusick,
I read your message on the A troop board this morning. I am wondering if your brother was the same SFC that I wrote up for the silver star in March or April, 1969. If so, he was a very brave and wonderful man.
I was a platoon leader, and if this is the right man, he kept a lot of my men alive in a bad fight inside the DMZ one night and day in March, 1969.
I recall a stocky man with light hair and a real fighter.
Get back to me if you can.
Gerald Paul Fallon (Thunderchicken10@aol.com)
1st Platoon Leader 68/69
From: "Jim Good"
Sent: Sunday, December 29, 2002 11:38 AM
Sergeant Mac was the platoon sergeant of 3rd Platoon when I arrived in Viet
Nam. He left around July of 1970. GREAT MAN! He had a wicked sense of
humor, and he led by example. Wonderful platoon sergeant, one of my
greatest disappointments is that he died before I could see him again. I
can only imagine the kind of hell that he and DiSanto are raising in
Fiddler's Green right now. Just wish that they could still be among us.
Sent: Monday, December 30, 2002 3:25 PM
Jim, I thought that must be Sgt. Mac. Did he get the Purple Heart for that time at Pedro - (June 19th, 1970 ) the Lt. left for somewhere by chopper which left Sgt Mac in charge - he decided since he was in charge he could do what he wanted, and right then he wanted to be a tank driver (had the Sheridans then). Don't remember which of the tankers let him drive (have 46 in my diary...was 46 a tank?) but I know we didn't get very far before he hit a mine and was dusted off (not hurt bad).... which left Sgt. Otts in command of 3rd herd (and yes, we were operating by ourselves) on his first day in the 'Nam bush. I was always amazed at how well Otts took control, just like he'd been there almost forever.Ê
From: "Jim Good"
Sent: Monday, December 30, 2002 4:25 PM
I'd forgotten that Sgt Mac hit a mine. I remember when Otts was in charge as
a new guy. Interesting times.ÊI always thought very highly of Sgt Mac; he knew
his stuff, and had an evil sense of humor and a wild streak that kept life interesting
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