May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
And the rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
An Irish Blessing
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, Love leaves a memory no one can steal - Irish Poet
This page is intended to honor our fellow Snakemen
who have passed on, since their time in
Gentry N. Salyer - Died : March 1985
Bobby R. Mitchell - Died: 1996
William Warren - Died: 1999
Kenneth A. Butler - Died: January 1999
Walter Tau-a - Died: December 2000
Robert A. Fortini - Died: September 2001
Dale (Moose) Spader - Died: October 2001
Charles Schleifer Jr. - Died: January 2002
Duane (Charley) Brown - Died: June 2002
Clell Creek - Died: January 2005
Murphy L. Burton - Died: August 2005
Gregory F. Lakecki - Died: August 2005
Jackie B. Logan - Died: 2006
Allen J. Toth Sr. - Died: August 2006
Lawrence (Larry) Richards – Died: October 2006
Ernest Scarabin - Died: July 2007
Owen P. Koleff - Died: ?
Thomas Michals - Died: ?
Thomas J. Ouellette - Died: ?
Ivan Hagen – Died: ?
Robert (Bob) F. Eanse - Died: February 2008
Wendell Silverthorne - Died: August 2008
Dave Krygiel - Died: August 2010
Michael (Mike) Garrett – Died: December 2011
Charles Lloyd – Died: May 2012
A Soldier Died Today
was getting old and paunchy and his hair was falling fast,
and he sat around the Legion, telling stories of the past.
And 'tho sometimes, to his neighbors, his tales became a joke,
all his buddies listened, for they knew whereof he spoke.
But we'll hear his tales no longer, for ol' Bob has passed away,
and this world's a little poorer, for a soldier died today.
he won't be mourned by many, just his children and his wife.
For he lived an ordinary, very quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family, quietly going on his way;
and the world won't note his passing; 'tho a Soldier died today.
politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state,
while thousands note their passing and proclaim that they were great.
Papers tell of their stories, from the time that they were young,
but the passing of a Soldier, goes unnoticed and unsung.
Is the greatest contribution, to the welfare of our land,
some jerk who breaks his promises and cons his fellow man?
the ordinary fellow, who in time of war and strife,
goes off to serve his country and offers up his life?
The politician's stipend and the style in which he lives,
are sometmes disproportionate, to the service that he gives.
While the ordinary Soldier, who offered up his all,
is paid off with a medal, and perhaps a pension small.
so easy to forget them, for it is so long ago,
that our Bobs and Jims and Johnnies, went to battle but we know,
it was not the politicians, with their compromise and ploys,
who won for us the freedom, that our country now enjoys.
you find yourself in danger, with your enemies at hand,
would you really want some cop-out, with his ever waffling stand?
Or would you want a Soldier, who was sworn to defend,
his home, his kin, and country and would fight until the end?
was just a common Soldier and his ranks are growing thin,
but his presence should remind us, we may need his likes again.
For when countries are in conflict, then we find our Soldiers part,
is to clean up all the troubles, that the politicians start.
we cannot do him honor, while he's here to hear the praise,
then at least let's give him homage, at the ending of his days.
Perhaps just a simple headline, in the paper that might say:
OUR COUNTRY IS IN MOURNING, FOR A SOLDIER DIED TODAY.