Khe Sanh Veterans Association Inc.
Red Clay
Newsletter of the Veterans
who served at Khe Sanh Combat Base,
Hill 950, Hill 881, Hill 861, Hill 861-A, Hill 558
Lang-Vei and Surrounding Area
Issue 52 Spring 2002
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Notes From The Editor and Board Incoming
Short Rounds
Memoirs In Memoriam
A Special Feature A Sprinkling Of Your Poetry
Charles Broughton
C/O Hotel 2/26
The Skipper is going to carry the Olympic Torch in Montana...Semper Fi. What an
honor!
Joe Amodeo
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Does anyone know my dad?
USMC GySgt. Fabyunkey Ret.
I am Linda Fabyunkey Gubbels. My father and my hero served in Khe Sanh. I don't know any definitive information about anyone he served with. I do know that Daddy did two tours in Vietnam. His first tour was around 1965 & his 2nd tour was around 1968. Daddy passed five years ago and I am finding myself needing to understand a part of his life that he chose not to share with us. He just wouldn't talk about war.
Thank you for any information you may have.
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Hi guys,
I have some information on my Dad's service in Vietnam. He (on his first tour) was with G Co, 2nd BN, 3rd Marines. Then on his 2rid tour, in which he was at Khe Sanh, all I know is that he was with the 26th Marines. I am trying to get hold of my mom to find out anything else but as of right now...this is all I have.
Thank you for your time.
Linda Fabyunkey Gubbels
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(Reply by Larry McCartney)
Don't forget the former Echo Company Commander who took over for Captain Breeding; 1/Lt. Joe Meeks. 1/Lt Meeks was a Staff NCO when he was commissioned during the war. Prior to taking command of Echo Company, he was the 81MM Mortars Platoon Commander. Mr. Meeks is now retired and living in Wisconsin. He's in the Address Book. Since he was a Staff NCO and came to Echo Company in March from 81s, there is an excellent chance that he knew Gunny Fab.
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(Reply by Linda)
I want you guys to know that I am prouder than ever to be the daughter of a Marine. The bond that you all have is based on a brotherhood, an indescribable degree of integrity. I am really blessed to have been raised by a person that was part of this. Linda
PS. Eric, that is funny that you remember Dad's moustache the most. People always commented on that moustache of his.
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From one Marine brat to another
Hi Linda,
If you can attend this coming year's KSV reunion, you'll learn more and feel more than ever before. Over the last four years (three reunions 'cause I missed San Diego) I have had the honor of meeting the HIGHEST quality of Americans. These men, who routinely defer their own importance to their fallen brethren, are in fact the ones who fought, conquered, struggled and most of all, remembered. It is up to us and the children of this organization to perpetuate the remembrance. Hope to see you in Las Colinas.
Dick Peloquin Jr.
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Truro, MA Khe Sanh vet
Looking for Khe Sanh vet who lives in Truro, MA who I met at St. Louis or DC Reunion. He was in artillery attached to Hdqts. I live in Truro now and would like to find him and say hello.
J Delaire
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Mike,
I am forwarding this message to the vet you met at the Reunion. He has limited access to the net through a friend, and he wanted me to post this message to find you. He lives in Truro.
J Delaire
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Truro, that can't be a real name of a town. I know there is a Soddy Daisy in Tennessee, but come on, Truro? How do you pronounce the name?
Bigfoot Marine
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Hey Bigfoot,
How in the world do you know about Soddy Daisy? I was in boot camp with a guy from there in Jan 67. Can't remember his name, but what a character. He got chewed out for looking at the sea gulls while in formation, and he told the DI that he thought they were some kind of white ducks. Said he never wore fancy boots like these in his whole life. Don't know what ever happened to him, hope he made it through the war and returned to his beloved mountain home.
Wayne Shumaker
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Hi Tom,
I am looking to hear from anyone who was at the Khe Sanh combat base on February 23rd, when we received the most incoming rounds for a single day. I believe they also hit one of our ammo dumps. My name is John Laibinis. When the incoming started, I jumped feet first into a nearby bunker near our C.P. area. That would have been Hotel Co. 2/26. I ripped my left knee on the steel mat that was the roof of the bunker covered with sandbags. I caught my knee on one of the interlocking hooks. If anyone remembers it, I would appreciate your contacting me. There were about 10 or 12 of us in the bunker. A 2nd Lt. came crawling in between 1700 and 1800 hrs to ask for volunteers to go out on the lines that night. He wound up volunteering about 6 men. They had to crawl when there were no community trenches because of all the incoming artillery and our own dump going off. My name, address, and e-mail are in the last directory. Thanks to anyone who can help. Semper Fi!
John A. Laibinis, Sr.
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