By Jeannie

May 15, 2006 02:55 PM | Link to this

I see this list of Brave Hero’s and my heart just begins to cry. I only knew three of them-two of which my family spent time with, but I cry for them all.
When the 108th finally came home, you could tell that something was missing. You could tell that not the whole group was back. God Bless their families and friends and I know that my family and I won’t ever forget them. My daughter has visited their tree’s at Ft. Stewart, everytime we have been down to see Nanna, and she goes, “Their’s my other guys mommy. They came home before anyone else and they are my Hero. I miss them too.” We will always be thinking of you all and the families that you all leave behind. Sgt. Paul Saylor— we miss your wonderfull smile and the way you always made people laugh. I still have the vidoe’s/ pictures, that you made down at Stewart-with Spc. Chad Carter, before leaving for Iraq. My daughter loves to watch it.. My daughter also missing the times you would run and play chase with her. You never had any children, but everyone could tell that you loved kids so much. Maybe cause, you were a kid at heart yourself, and you were always the one that could make ANYONE LAUGH. You never judged anyone,you were always there for EVERYONE.. Spc. Josh Dingler— I remember the night that you got your special care package from your mom and it just so happen on the day that you had some dental work done on your mouth. You didn’t talk too much but the smile that came to your face was enough for anyone to know how you were feeling. You were one of the young ones in the group but you pulled your own and then some. I will always remmeber the night that we put all you guys in my liitle sporty car and went to Wal-mart, in Hinesville. OMG, I didn’t think we were going to be allowed back on post with all the Stuff You Guys Brought..lol.. Then when we all went out and you were the Young One—lol— It was cool, cause you always would act like one of the oldest in the Group. You have a Great family and I am glad that your mom and I got to meet through this deployment. Your mom really touched my life, when I was having some hard times. Like I said Before, We will Never forget You all and your families.. To all the families of a Fallen Soldier, You son’s and daughter’s will always be Hero’s. God Bless You All.. And THANK YOU ALL For Our Freedom…

By Jim

May 15, 2006 04:50 PM | Link to this

Their ages make them appear so young to be fallen heroes. I salute each of you, you are all Great Americans. May God bless all of you and your loved ones.

By Erica

May 15, 2006 06:35 PM | Link to this

With tears in my eyes, I want to let all the families of our fallen heroes know that I will never forget the soldiers who give it all to keep us safe at home.

When my soldier returned home with A Co. 1/121 and wrapped his arms around me for the first time, I was overwhelmed with emotion. Only one year ago we were all standing on the sidelines of Cottrell field as our brave soldiers stood tall and proud shortly before deploying.

Now the year has passed and once again many of us were back on the field, however a few were missing. I could not help but think about those families who were not among us at the welcome home ceremony, being held so close to their safely returned soldier. I pray for your strength everyday, and I pray that in the years to come our fellow Americans will never take for granted the ulitmate sacrifice your hero made to defend this great nation.

God bless you and God bless all our brave men and women who proudly serve our country!!

By Elizabeth

May 16, 2006 01:30 AM | Link to this

I only knew one of these heroes personally Chad Mercer was a friend, My heart grieves for his family. I must admit I have had a heavy heart with all of our men coming home and these fallen not in that group. I could not stop thinking of him andhis family as i held my husband i just Thanked God he was home but prayed for Chad’s family. All of these men deserve the highest honors. May God bless their families.

By LISA

May 16, 2006 09:42 AM | Link to this

I JUST WANT TO SAY THANKS FOR ALL THAT YOU DO FOR US BACK HOME. AS THE MOTHER OF A SOLDIER, I PRAY EVERYDAY FOR THE SAFETY OF EVERY YOUNG MAN AND WOMAN OVER THERE. MAY GOD BLESS YOU AND KEEP YOU SAFE.

By Lee

May 16, 2006 10:31 AM | Link to this

Mathew Gibbs was my son-in-law. It was my family’s privilige to share our home with him the last five years of his life. He was a joy to be around. He loved life. He loved to laugh. He leaves behind a huge hole in our home and hearts. Although he has been gone nine months, it still doesn’t seem real. I keep expecting to pick up the phone and hear his voice or look up and see him walking toward me. He was a wonderful father to two little girls (ages 4 & 6) who still ask for him daily, and a loving and supportive husband to our daughter, Reagan. He was close to our youngest son, Brent, as well as to my husband and me. The boys spent many happy days hunting, fishing, etc. These years we all had together were the best of times - full of love, laughter, and fun. They ended way too soon. He was due to come home on leave in about four weeks when he was killed. He loved home better than anyone I have ever known. I talked to him the night before he was killed. We talked for a long time, and he told me over and over that he just wanted to come home. There isn’t an hour that passes that I don’t think of and miss him. He was also a fine soldier that loved his country. He loved the guys of C Co. They were his brothers too! He was our hero long before August 3, 2005. It is impossible to tell how special he was. The sorrow, grief, and loss we feel are as big as he was.
Love you always, Foo!

By Matthew Gibbs

May 16, 2006 10:43 AM | Link to this

As a teacher I was lucky enough to see Matthew grow up as he went from middle school to adulthood. I saw this young kid turn into a loving father and brave soldier and proud to serve. He will always be remembered.

By Cindy SMith

May 16, 2006 01:18 PM | Link to this

I live and teach in Coffee County. I never met Mathew Gibbs but I taught his brother in law during the time Mathew was killed. I appreciate how much compassion and support that our community showed for the Gibbs and Carver families. Mathew was loved by all. Brent says he was so cool to hang out with. I was told that Mathew planned on coming back and becoming a teacher. I made a promise to Mathew that I would live his dream. Every day, on my way to work, I pass by Mathew’s beautiful place of rest. When I look over I say “Good Morning, Mathew!” “Thank you for serving(with your life) so that I can live out your dream every day.” To all you families out there that feel the loss of your family members every day, We remember their sacrifice and thank you for sharing them so we could be free. Cindy

By Melissa Brantley

May 16, 2006 02:08 PM | Link to this

Each and everyday my husband and I think of one of his closest friends that died doing what he loved. SSG Chad Mercer was a great example of what we all strive to be as a role model. When we look in his son’s eyes, we see Chad very much! We miss him each and everyday! Chad was the person you never forgot. He was impressive with his knowledge of the military and for the love of his wife Pam and his children Amber,Alana, and Gavin. Everyone should have someone to look up to and forever remember and fir our family that will always be SSG Chad M. Mercer!!! We love and miss you! As the list of 2 soldiers glare back at us, we all know that each and everyone of these men will be truely missed everyday and loved forever. I would like to thank the families of these fallen soldiers because without their heroism, where would our country be? Thank you to all!!

By Candy

May 16, 2006 06:17 PM | Link to this

As I read that list, one name in particular stuck out to me…….And Chad, it was yours. I am writing this to you….You were one of the sweetest “kids” I had the privilidge of knowing. I watched you grow from a kid, into one of the most distinguished gentlemen I will ever be able to say I know. You were a WONDERFUL son, friend, brother & father. I am so honored to be able to say I knew you. It has been a hard year (almost) for your friends, so you can only imagine how it has been for your Daddy, Mama (boy does she miss you) Adam and Laura… My heart breaks for your Mama, and I am trying to be her shoulder to lean on and her ear to listen. I have cried a lot of tears with her and without her (just knowing the pain she is going thru). You know she is a strong person, and she will be fine, in due time, but it will be when she is ready. That grandson (your son Gavin) keeps her and his Papa going, and for that I am so thankful. I know he was put here on this earth when he was for a reason, and boy is he a GOOD reason. They love him so and see so much of you in him. Chad, just know that we LOVE YOU and MISS YOU so terribly…..God knew what he was doing when he called you and those other fine soldiers home. We don’t understand, but he does, and we cannot question that. There is not a day that goes by, some little something will make me think of you and I say a prayer for you and your family…Don’t worry about your mama, I will ALWAYS be there for her. She is going to be just fine. Just know that you may be gone, but you will NEVER be forgotten!!!! WE LOVE & MISS YOU! Candy, Jeffery, Clint & Jeremy

God Bless All of the families who lost a loved one…………

By Robert Stokely

May 16, 2006 10:05 PM | Link to this

Mike Stokely was a good son, great brother, and loving husband to his wife of three months and ten days. Mike was a friend to all and well known for his big loving eyes and generous warm smile. Mike believed strongly in God, Family, Duty, Honor and Country. He knew his purpose in a life lived well and fully for 23 years. Mike wanted dog tags while most teenagers his age wanted a driver’s license and chose to go to boot camp as a rising senior in high school rather than a summer of fun. Mike would not be deterred from his mission in Iraq by the threat of death. One week before Mike died he said this to me during our conversation about the dangers he faced - “I am an American Soldier and I must die sooner or later and there is no way I would rather die than serving my country. If God has set my time to be here and now in Iraq, so be it, I am ready.” Mike said those words with confidence, courage, and conviction. He would not take them back if given the chance.

Robert Stokely proud dad, SGT Michael “Mike” James Stokely KIA Iraq by an IED south of Baghdad 8/16/05

By Marie

May 16, 2006 11:48 PM | Link to this

So hard to comment on this….tears….just rivers and rivers of tears for so much lost….

By Laurie Carroll

May 17, 2006 05:28 AM | Link to this

“Your silent tents of green We deck with fragrant flowers; Yours has the suffering been, The memory shall be ours.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Forever in our hearts; never to be forgotten. Rest in peace great Warriors!

By Marian

May 17, 2006 02:50 PM | Link to this

I personally never had the opportunity to meet Mathew Gibbs as we lived far apart during his time with Reagan, but he was part of my family. I have seen the result of what happened to Mathew. I speak with his mother-in-law almost daily and we talk of the on-going effects of his passing. I can say that even though I did not meet him face-to-face, I know that he was loved and admired by those who did know him. He was always quick with a smile and a joke, and a person felt better just having him around. Being sad around Mathew was not an option! Not a day goes by that I don’t think of Mathew, and the loss suffered by all of us, especially his children. He was a dedicated soldier, a great father, a loving husband, a loyal friend, a jokester, a fisherman, a hunter, a guy who loved a good meal, and a man who found no greater joy than to be home with his family. He left a huge whole in the hearts of those who loved him. I have grown to love him as well.

By mariawarren

May 17, 2006 03:29 PM | Link to this

welcome home 48th. although cant say im not jealous of all that did make it home,just wish i could have been at that celebration to welcome my brother home but sadly he came alot sooner than he should have.life moves on and i must move with it and keep charles alive in memories to help be there for carol and the children to smile when they think of there dad. so glad ur all home safe and well and i hope my e-mails helped those i communicated with.maria warren(england)

By Burt and Martha Ivey

May 17, 2006 03:53 PM | Link to this

Mathew Gibbs was a one of a one of a kind friend. When God made him He knew he was going to be so special that He decided to break the mold. Mathew loved to laugh and he loved to make others laugh. He loved to pull pranks and enjoyed them just as much when someone got one over on him. He was a big lanky guy with a heart every bit as big as the rest of him. He’d do anything for a friend or for a laugh. That was Mathew. I can’t think of him now without my mind’s eyes seeing him kinda duck that head and flash that big old smile! He and Burt became as close as brothers working together at Wal Mart Distribution and later at Fleetwood of Georgia’s Alma plant. They rode together, fished together, and got into mischief together. Mathew was a welcome visitor in our home anytime. One expression that he liked to use, “Man, I can’t do that…I’m broke as a joke!!”, Burt still uses today and I guess he would if he had a million dollars, because every time it comes out of his mouth he thinks of Mathew. The last time we saw Mathew was during lunch one day last May when he went out to Fleetwood to tell everyone goodbye. I was able to take Burt’s lunch to him that day. I’ll never forget seeing him stroll through that gate wearing what I later learned was his favorite yellow and blue striped polo shirt and that big ole “Mathew” grin on his face. Mathew was a hero in our eyes then and will be our hero forever. “Ciao, buddy. Until we meet again in Heaven.”

By Laurie Carroll

May 17, 2006 08:12 PM | Link to this

“Your silent tents of green We deck with fragrant flowers; Yours has the suffering been, The memory shall be ours.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Forever in our hearts; never to be forgotten.

By Carol Warren

May 18, 2006 07:56 AM | Link to this

For Charles Warren….I love you and miss you so much. You were such a great husband. No one ever made me feel more cherished or loved. You were the best father. I love how you would take Jackson on “adventures” – even just to Target was an adventure for you two. You were so excited about the arrival of Madeline that you tried to call all your siblings (9 of them) from Iraq and tell them she had arrived. On the day you died, your last spoken words included your heartbreak at never getting to see your one month old baby and hold her. Maddie (will be 1 in June) is the best baby, maybe because her angel daddy is holding her and comforting her. Jackson (will be 3 in September) talks to you all the time – showing you his new soccer ball or asking you to “please get me the moon, daddy”, after a favorite book. No one loved life or found as much joy in it as you. Your brothers in Charlie Company 648th called your “Spaz” because you always had a goofy grin on your face or laughed so hard at a movie you were watching. Duty and honor weren’t just some words to you; they were a way to live your life. You are our hero for the man you were, not just the sacrifice you made.

Carol Warren, wife of SFC Charles H. Warren, KIA Iraq August 3, 2005

By Elaine

May 18, 2006 09:20 AM | Link to this

May God give you peace-these brave young men will be carried forever in many hearts. I did not know them personally-but have grown to know them through the stories here. They were all wonderful young men and they have left many footprints on many hearts. This world is a better place for them being here. I know their fellow soldiers will honor them forever.

By Rachel Elliott

May 18, 2006 09:35 AM | Link to this

Charles, There isn’t a day that passes that I do not think about you. Love Mummy

By Rachel Elliott

May 18, 2006 09:47 AM | Link to this

Charles, there is a deep sense of loss that I feel knowing that you will no longer be a “living” part of my life and my children’s lives. It still doesn’t seem real that you will not return home. Your name is often talked about in the Elliott household followed by both laughter and tears. You will never be forgotten. There are so many things I wanted to say when we said our last goodbye and now my chance is lost…what I should have said is…how proud I was of you, what a great father you are and how much laughter you brought to my life as my brother…I miss you so much…and think about you everyday…YOU SHOULD HAVE COME HOME!!! your sister Rachel

By Ronnie Carver

May 18, 2006 02:06 PM | Link to this

Sgt. Mathew Gibbs was my hero long before 8/3/05. Every father wishes for a man like Mathew for his daughter to marry. If I had been allowed to hand pick the man for our daughter (Reagan), I could not have done as well as Mathew Gibbs. And for that I always referred to him as my oldest son. The words son-in-law were not sufficient. Mathew was totally devoted to his family. Reagan (his wife)and the girls (Arianna and Arissa) were the center of his world. And my wife (Lee), youngest son (Brent)and myself were close behind. Mathew shouldered his responsibilities better than most men twice his age or more without ever complaining. Mathew went to weekend drills with Charlie Co. for almost a year before being officially accepted into the Ga. National Guard. Even though he was a big man he had a small neck for a man of his size, which skewed the numbers of the formula used to get in. But he was determined to get in. So he did whatever he could to get there. He did neck exersizes, lost weight, etc. until the numbers fit. He was so proud, us too. By the time he made it he had a new extended family, 648th Engineer Battalion Charlie Co. Many of them have commented on his personality. Especially how he could make you laugh when you were totally down and out. Capt Davis said that no one he has ever known could tell a story like Mathew. To the men of C Co. he became known as “Big Country”. They talk about how Mathew was always the life of the party, to which I replied “He WAS the party”. Love You my Son, and miss you forever !!

By Tammy Therien

May 18, 2006 06:03 PM | Link to this

To my fallen hero SGT RONNIE L SHELLEY SR. Rod was my brother. He was the sunshine in our family. He could make you laugh and smile no matter what was going on. Before he left for Iraq he told me he was doing this so all of our children could lay their heads down at night and sleep in peace. Rod, thank you for the sacrifice you made so this could be possible.We all miss you so very much. It is hard everyday to go on without you but we hold our heads high with pride knowing that YOU ARE OUR HERO! I love and miss you so very much, brother!!! Tammy Therien

By Karen

May 18, 2006 06:22 PM | Link to this

Dingler, stickland,and Saylor. Remembered and honored for the soldiers they were. Oh how they are missed by so many.

As I watch the boys literally march home I was over come with emotion at the loss of my boy. He was a great kid and had turned into a wonderful at the young age of 19. His family couldn’t be more proud of him. He died doing what he wanted more than anything.

He is in my thoughts day and night. I miss his beautiful brown eyes and tender smile. I long to hold him just one more time, but with that opportunity past, I can only hold my memories close in my heart. This Mama misses her boy more than words can describe.

However, we appreciate all the prayers that have flooded the throne of God on our behalf. Know that God is holding us tight in the palm of his strong hand. He will see us through this, and in His time will bring us also to his place of rest where our Joshua already waits. God is good and He don’t make mistakes. We stand firm in that God took our Joshua home to heaven for a purpose far beyond our ability to comprehend. Therefore, we fully trust in God’s wisdom and anticipate the day we will see our hero soldier again.

If Joshua could read this we would say “Son, we love you and miss you. You are our hero! We are so proud of you. I love you Mama

By Monica Harris

May 18, 2006 09:20 PM | Link to this

Last year the company I worked for manufactured the monument for Joshua Dingler. I have never met the Dingler Family, but I will forever be connected to them. Thank you for your son who gave his life to protect ours.

By Alex Warren

May 18, 2006 10:08 PM | Link to this

Charles, it seems so strange to post a comment that you will not read. As your younger brother, I spent the better part of my life following you around. When I think back to all of the things that happened in my life, it seems that you were always there. My first date with Jennifer, your first date with Carol, the entire summer we broke into that pool at night, our golf games with Jim at that crappy course. Even at the end, you were there in the church when I had to say goodbye. I am smiling right now thinking about all of the wonderful times we shared. I am also crying thinking that there won’t be any more. I know that at the end of the day you were loved by many, but its hard for me believe that anyone loved you more than I did. Maddie is beautiful and Jackson is a little you, DRAMA! I miss you every day, and try my best to start and finish my day thinking about you. I wish I could tell you how proud of you I am, but I really would like to hear how proud of me you are.
I Love You
Alex

By carol cole

May 18, 2006 10:24 PM | Link to this

Many, Many thanks to all our HEROS! Because of you we are free to live in this country. Many thanks to Ssgt Chad Mercer for giving your life so that we could be free. It is so awesome to talk with your children and hear them tell me “my daddy died so I can be free” Who knows if they really understand because they are so young but they truly beleive it. Took your son to town last week, offered to buy him a toy but he wanted a flag for his daddy. The girls always look for things to put at your resting place. I know you are keeping watch over your family and we all miss you very much, mostly my text messeges that I could never answer back cause I couldn’t figure out how. (Yes, I am dumb as you always reminded me). We all love and miss you every day. Our family and friends will never be able to thank you and other fallen heros for ALL that you have given us. We will keep your memories forever.

By Stephanie

May 19, 2006 07:31 AM | Link to this

Nothing gold can stay.

Robert Frost

By Connie Beall (Shelley)

May 19, 2006 10:19 AM | Link to this

Rod (Sgt Ronnie Shelley), it will soon be our birthday. May 25th. 35 years old. I never thought you would be gone at the age of 34 years old. How am I suppose to celebrate our birthday without my twin brother?

I can tell you, you would not believe the people who look up to you and are so thankful for what you done. You would be amazed my brother. We all love and miss you soooo much! We hold you so dear to our hearts and always will!

I will go visit your grave on our birthday and leave you a cold one. I love you Brother!!!!!

By pam mercer

May 19, 2006 03:03 PM | Link to this

as i sit here and read the names of these brave men, i see a name i never thought i would see. that is the name of my husband…SSGT. CHAD MERCER. i’m at a loss for words when i imagine life without him. u think this could never happen to me. every second of everyday i think about him. his children and i talk about him everyday! he is still the biggest thing in our lives. and always will be. his 3 wonderful children can tell you everything about him. he was the greatest dad and husband that has ever lived in my book. i had a close friend give me the best answer to a question that i had. i asked him” i wonder what he thought about over there and in those last few minutes?” he told me his crew. chad was so knowledgable when it came to the military. that was his calling. he was a excellent solider. i can remember going to so many military functions. i was always so proud of him and what he did. when they asked him to start training early and leave before everyone else…he did. i learned so much from him in the 5 years we were together. i’m so thankful that i have 3 beautiful kids to look at everyday. and only i can say that. chad left us in body, but to me i still have him right here with me. they are alanna 9, amber 6, and gavin 2. it’s been 1 year since i seen my husband, an dit feels just like yesterday. when he left us, god new what he was doing. there is so much about CHAD MERCER i could tell you but it would take days. he will always he loved and missed by us…he is A TRUE AMERICAN HERO and for that i’m thankful!!!

we love him and miss him deeply, pam, alanna, amber & gavin mercer

By alanna taft

May 19, 2006 03:11 PM | Link to this

i loved him just like my daddy. my mama tells me about him all the time. i no him a little bet0t0er than my sister and brother because i’m older. he used to help me with my homework too. i love him for that.

i love and miss you all the time, alanna

i help mama stay strong!! me an amber and gavin are here for her.

By Spc. Warren, Jason

May 20, 2006 01:21 AM | Link to this

As I stepped off the plane on May 11, 2006, I thought of them. I was standing outside the terminal at Hunter Army/ Airfield smoking a cigarette I looked at the open door on the airplane and I knew that there would be three soldiers from HHC 148 SB that would not be getting off the plane. SSg Travis, Sgt Dodson and Sgt Futrell. I never got the oppurtunity to really know Sgt Travis, but I knew who he was and had talked with him on several occasions. As for Sgt Futrell I got to know him. I had been on a few details with him and went through alot of training with both him and Sgt Dodson. I came home, and they came home with me. You 3 are my brothers and my friends. I have no idea how hard it is on their families, what I do know is the emptiness I felt in my heart whenI got off the plane and did not see there faces. I will always remember you. FREEDOM HAS A DIFFERENT TASTE FOR THOSE WHO FOUGHT FOR IT. I love you brothers and I miss you all so very much.

By Ivy

May 21, 2006 11:13 PM | Link to this

As an ex-wife, it has been very hard to try to express my grief. Rod Shelley was in my life for 17 years, we went through his Marine time together and had a beautiful daughter together, Logan. Rod and I useto spend hours on the phone talking about everything. He knew me so well, he could tell if I was lying even on the phone. A few years back we spent a lot of time together as friends and that friendship became very special. I miss that more than I can express and I think about him everyday. It’s been 295 days since the Lord called Rod home, that’s the longest I’ve went without talking to him in 17 years and it seems like a lifetime. But Rod told me before he left that if it was his time to go then he would, no matter where he was at, he just forgot to tell me how to deal with this. Thanks so much to Tammy, Connie and Lois for sharing their pictures for Logan’s book, I have over 400 now. To each of them I want them to know that their friendship means so much and Logan will always know you. thanks also to Heidi for sharing the clothes and “guard momentos” with Logan. It meant so much to her.

To Rod, love always and forever, miss you so much, I’ll never have another friend like you.

By Anthony

May 21, 2006 11:27 PM | Link to this

I knew SFC Victor Anderson because I served with him for 6 years in the Guard and he was the sherrif’s deputy that worked the courtroom that my dad practicecs law in. I will never foget his smile, his sense of humor, and his love and compassion for the soldiers that served with him and under him. Right before he passed away, I had the privilege of seeing him home on leave in Wal-mart, and he was in great spirits. I will also never forget the fun that he had while we were in the field at Ft. Stewart, or how he hancuffed myself and the Chaplain that I worked for when we showed up at his post in Bosnia for the first time. It had been a month since we were in country, and he had us arrested as a joke because he didn’t want us to leave. That is the type of man that he was. He was a family man, a sherriff deputy, and a soldier. Anything that he did, he did wholeheartedly and he died doing what he loved. Vic, I miss you, and rest in peace. Your death was not in vain.

By Melissa

May 22, 2006 06:13 PM | Link to this

To My Husband Sgt Philip A Dodson Jr. Died in Iraq December 2 2005. My dearest Phil, I know you are not here to read this but I feel like you are with me and are able to know what I am writng here. I wanted to tell you how much I love you and miss you. I miss you so bad, You were my soul mate. You and Allison were and mean more than life itself to me. I am taking good care of Allison. She is a beautiful young lady. You would be so proud of her. She loves you so much and misses you terribly. We are so proud of you serving your country and the ultimate sacrifice you made to protect our rights and freedoms. You were a wonderful son, husband and father and missed by your family and friends so much. You are our hero. I love you and miss you so much words cannot expresss just how much I love and miss you. You are in my heart forever. Your loving wife Melissa(Missy) Dodson.

By Melissa

May 22, 2006 06:34 PM | Link to this

To Sargeant Philip A Dodson Jr. Hi, Baby I wanted to leave a note here for you. You may not read it but I wanted to try tell you I hope you knew how much I love you. I love you so much I can’t find the words to express just how much I do love you and miss you. Not a day goes by that you are not in my thoughts. I never thought you would not be coming home. When you left you promised me you would come home. I know you did not know God’s plan but I am so very proud of you for your service to our country. You gave the ultimate sacrifice to protect our rights and freedoms here in the USA.I wish you could see what a beautiful young lady Allison is turning into you would be so proud of her. She loves and misses you a lot. It has been very hard on her but she is going to be o.k. Allison is extremely proud of her daddy. You are our hero. We love and miss you dearly. Your Wife Melissa(Missy)

By Pete Schneider

May 22, 2006 10:11 PM | Link to this

Carl, I met you in the chow hall at Camp Buehring, and you extended your hand in friendship. You told me how this was your third tour, and of your adventures before, and your hopes for this deployment, of what good could come of it. I remember being in awe of your confidence, and the way you carried yourself. You were the soldier that I imagined I might become myself. I never knew I was talking to a hero, and I was crushed the day you died. We talked of Covington, and the Georgia days and nights, and how we couldn’t wait to get back home. Like always, you blazed a trail - and I hope that you are reading this from heaven. You probably never knew how highly I thought of you and I am filled with regret that I didn’t tell you when I could. I’ll be thinking of you and the rest of our brothers this coming Monday. Thank you for your friendship, thank you for making room for me at your table when I went to supper alone that night. Your friend and brother, Pete.

SSGT Carl Fuller KIA July 2005

By Ronnie Carver

May 23, 2006 11:23 AM | Link to this

After reading the other comments about the other soldiers, and fumbling for something to say to their families, I was reminded of what my wife (Lee) said to Rep. Jack Kingston on this subject. She said, “The thing I always want people to know is this… All of us have heard the phrases about the ‘cost of freedom’ and ‘freedom isn’t free’ repeated many times and we thought we understood their meaning. I can tell you that this family now knows just how high the price really is. The thing that has so struck me since we lost Mathew (most especially this Veteran’s Day) is that every soldier that ever died in every war had a family at home whose hearts were and are just as broken as ours. Childern without fathers, wives without husbanda, parents without children ….. Christmas stockings hanging on the mantle that you don’t know how to fill, clothes in a closet that will never be worn again, empty places at the dinner table, plans and dreams that will never be realized. This is just a part of what freedom really costs, and it is very real and it is personal. And it doesn’t come without great pain. But I can assure you, however, that we still believe, as Sgt. Mathew Gibbs believed, that if this is the price of freedom it is still worth its price.” May Gid bless us all with rich and wonderful memories of our fallen heroes, and God bless the USA.

By Cherie

May 23, 2006 07:52 PM | Link to this

Brave soldiers all, fathers, sons, brothers, mothers, sisters, daughters, friends. My heart hurts for the loss of your loved ones. Forever be proud as they have served their county that they loved and served it to protect the ones they loved. I will never forget their sacrifice. I am blessed. My son came home.

By SPC. Charles Flowers

May 23, 2006 08:31 PM | Link to this

I sit here trying to put my thoughts down about four of the greatest people I have had the pleasure of knowing. I find it hard to do this for they were my friends and they were my brothers as are all of the soldiers in the 48th. I served with Michael Stokely, George Draughn, and Bobby Hollar in the Cav Troop and they meant so much to us and I am a better person for having known them. Mike was always smiling and was always ready to help. He always had something good to say and would just make you feel better about things. George was a funny man and always had a joke but was there for you when you needed to talk. Bobby and I were close, we had been together has truck commander and driver since I joined the guard 5 years ago. Bobby taught me everything I know about being a scout and he was my role model. He showed me how a SGT. should act and do their job and I hope to be half has good. I also had the pleasure of meeting SPC Dingler while at FOB Michael. I miss my friends and wish they could be here with us now. I had a close friend that served with us tell me that too many are forgotten and it is up to us to make sure that we never forget what they have done for us and what price they paid. We has a grateful nation, proud families, and friends should always keep them in our hearts and tell everyone we meet about those we’ve lost. My thoughts and prayers still go out to the famlies. You have my deepest reguards and I wish all of you the best. I want all of you to know that I will do my best to remain a friend and tell people about these great men.

By Proud 48th BCT Wife

May 24, 2006 08:18 AM | Link to this

As I look back over the names of our fallen heroes I think about exactly where I was when I got the call to pass this on through our Family Readiness Group chain. This Memorial Day as I remember each and every one of our fallen heroes and their families I will also take the time to reflect and be thankful for all of the rest of the 48th BDE that made it home after their year long deployment.

To each of the families of our fallen heroes I send my heartfelt thanks and gratitude for the service of your soldier as well as your service as their family member. Neither will ever be forgotten.

To the 48th BCT I extend my heartfelt thanks to you for your willingness to go and serve this great country of ours.

By Alice Brantley

May 24, 2006 10:12 AM | Link to this

I had the honor of teaching Matthew Gibbs when he was in the eighth-grade at East Coffee Middle School in Douglas, Georgia. I remember him well because of his jovial attitude; my favorite memory is of those times the two of us shared jokes. Matthew’s intelligence showed most in his humor, and he often would make comments that were hilarious, but his classmates would neither notice nor understand them.

Once Matthew went to high school, I lost track of him. It is, however, a small world, and on August 1, 2005, Reagan Gibbs, Matthew’s wife, came to observe me in my classroom as a part of her college requirements. I learned that Matthew had not only a wife but two young daughters as well. I also learned that Matthew had joined the National Guard and was stationed in Iraq. Through Reagan, Matthew and I exhanged greetings, and all those wonderful memories of him came flooding back.

On Thursday, August 4, Reagan brough me a copy of Matthew’s e-mail address and said that he would like to hear from me. I placed the address on my desk with the intention of contacting Matthew that night. I never had the chance.

Shortly before noon, Reagan went home to pick up her younger brother, Brent, so he could accompany Reagan’s mom, Lee, and us to lunch. Her world, and the world of everyone who knew and loved Matthew, changed in the next few minutes.

When Reagan arrived home, she discovered a message on the answering maching from Chaplain McDaniel asking that someone unlock the gate at the end of the driveway so he could speak with Reagan. By the time she arrived, Chaplain McDaniel had left. She telephoned her mom, and Lee and I rushed to her side.

For the next three hours or so, the four of us—Reagan, Lee, Brent, and I—waited, prayed, hoped, and tried to deceive ourselves. We realized the news Chaplain McDaniel needed to deliver was unbearable, so we alternated between pacing, crying, praying, and trying to convince each other it wasn’t true.

Eventually a dark car slowly drove up the driveway. The four of us stood on the front porch waiting. Lee held Reagan in her arms whispering, “Lean on me, baby. Lean on me.”

For the next few minutes I felt as if I were watching a scene from a movie rather than actually living it. The car stopped; two men in uniform sat in the front seat. The doors opened and closed sharply. The two men marched toward us. I could not help noticing how formal, how impressive, and how sad they looked.

Too quickly they reached the steps and looked up at Reagan. “Mrs. Gibbts?” one of them asked. Reagan nodded. As the two uniformed men stood at attention, one read from a letter. Once I heard “regret to inform you,” my thoughts and emotions fragmented. While I heard every word he said, I pictured Matthew’s grin; I recognized Reagan’s anguish; I witnessed Lee’s attempt to suppress her own horror in order to comfort her daughter; and I felt proud to be an American.

Matthew joined the military aware of the possible consequences. He wore his uniform proudly and prayed he would return home to his family. I don’t, howver, think he realized the impact his failure to return would have on his family and friends.

I am so proud of Matthew—of the life he lived and his willingness to die in service to his country. I am proud of each and every serviceman and woman who wears the American uniform. I am equally proud of their families.

During those three days I knew Reagan before Matthew’s death, I learned how the families of our servicemen and women live as if suspended in time, always waiting, always wondering. Since Matthew’s death I have witnessed his family’s attempt to rebuild a life without him. It is not easy. Even after ten months, Reagan, her daughters, her parents, and her brother suffer daily from his absence.

On this Memorial Day I will think of Matthew. I will think of the all the men and women who have died in service to our country. I will think of those who continue to serve in our military. I will think of the families of all military personnel, both present and past. And, in honor of the dead and in appreciation to the living, I will thank God I am an American.

Alice Brantley

By SPC Chris Bell

May 25, 2006 10:18 AM | Link to this

We have the burden of keeping these guys alive and remembered. I will never forget Mike or George or Bobby. It was an honor to be there friend and fellow Trooper. George was there with support and some wonderful words when Mike was killed. I was lucky enough to thank him for the support and friendship. Mike, I miss you everyday. I miss our friendship and will never let people forget who and what you are. George, It is amazing how war and stirfe bring out the true person. You stood out above and beyond your peers. Not in stature, but in professionalism and ability. I think it is important to let everyone know how you fought and took someone’s seat that day because you didn’t want your guys going out without you. Bobby, I could never possibly thank you enough for the friendship and knowledge shared. The world will miss you guys. We will miss you guys. I will miss you guys.

By AD Army wife

May 25, 2006 02:41 PM | Link to this

To those of the 48th, “This flag, which we honor and under which we serve, is the emblem of our unity, our power, our thought and purpose as a nation. It has no other character than that which we give it from generation to generation.” Woodrow Wilson 1917

Keep those of us who are still there and will continue to go in your prayers.

By AWR

May 25, 2006 03:11 PM | Link to this

may god bless you all. your actions will never be forgotten. you are all great americans.

By ROGER WARE

May 25, 2006 04:11 PM | Link to this

I am a 23-year USAF veteran and I want every family member, friend or co-worker to know that as I reflect on the many families of fallen heros in the Viet Nam conflict that I contacted when I returned to the states, that I truly feel your loss and pain. The 2,000th Iraq fatility’s family is a life long friend and family member, so your loss is also felt by my family members. I will keep all of you in my prayers as well as keep the spirit of your loved ones in my heart. GOD BLESS

By Barbara Koll

May 25, 2006 05:59 PM | Link to this

The postings about the men in the 48th Brigade who died in Iraq are particularly touching to read as we approach the Memorial Day weekend. Like many others who have written, I did not know any of them but I do understand and appreciate their sacrifice. I just completed a 3 year Reserve mobilization at Fort Bragg, NC. During that time, five members of my Regiment were killed while serving in the combat zone. Even though I was away from my family, my job and my friends, my sacrifice was nothing compared to that of the members of the 48th Brigade and the many others who have served and are serving in Iraq and Afghanistan. Many friends have asked why I stay in the Reserves when I am eligible to retire. Why do we give up our careers, leave our families and homes to put on the uniform and be a Soldier 24 hours a day? One reason we do it is so America will never have to witness the horror of another September 11. I think the words of Toby Keith in his song “American Soldier” say it best: And I will always do my duty No matter what the price I’ve counted up the costs I know the sacrifice And I don’t want to die for you But if dying’s asked of me I’ll bear that cross with honor ‘Cause freedom don’t come free. I thank God for the 26 members of the 48th Brigade who were willing to die to protect our freedom and I pray for their families who now must carry on without them. All of us who serve in the Reserve Forces are serving by choice. We know the risks and we know the sacrifice that might one day be asked of us.
The next time you see a member of our Armed Forces in uniform, thank them for their service and the sacrifices they have made. COL Barbara J. Koll

By 1LT Adam Bailey

May 25, 2006 08:42 PM | Link to this

RIP Brothers…

By Margie Papenhausen

May 26, 2006 09:47 AM | Link to this

I am so proud of my daughter, Carol Warren. Seh works each day to bring joy to Madeline and Jackson. Although Charles died as a soldier, he lived his life as a husband, father, son, brother, and nurse. These were the roles that were most important to him. In the midst of our grief, we are grateful for the safe return of the 48th Brigade of the Ga. National Guard. Our hearts go out to the other 25 families who share our loss and grief. Charles, I miss you. I know you would count on me to care for those you loved. I try. I know that your love for Carol and the children remains on earth and helps them through each day. We are thankful that you came into our lives and showed us a thing or two about joy and love.

By Katrina Bond

May 26, 2006 12:21 PM | Link to this

As a mother of a small boy and an American, I thank you for your selfless service so that we may be free. May God keep you in his loving care. Those you left behind are in my prayers.

God speed

By Autumn Byce

May 26, 2006 12:27 PM | Link to this

On May 9th I was blessed to welcome my husband home from Iraq and for that I am truly thankful, unfortunately all who left did not return and there is not a day that passes that I don’t think about those soilders who gave the ultimate sacrifice for our country. May god bless and hold the families, friends and fellow soldiers close and bring them comfort during these difficult times ahead. These soldiers are true American Heros! GOD BLESS AMERICA & OUR BRAVE MILITARY FIGHTING FOR OUR FREEDOM!

By A Soldeirs Wife

May 26, 2006 01:02 PM | Link to this

I did have the honor of knowing none the fallen heroe’s but I still fell grief for their family and friends. So, on this Memorial Day My husband, our daughter and me will remember them.

By Amanda

May 26, 2006 02:02 PM | Link to this

In Memory of SFC Robert “Bobby” Hollar

I miss you with all of my heart and have prayed everyday that there was some mistake or that I have been living a bad dream since Sept. 1, 2005. Our anniversary is coming up next month and we have a trip to Ireland that we are supposed to be going on. I love you and miss you. I am so proud of you for all that you have done and all of the lives that you have touched. You were the best husband I could have ever asked for and I look forward to the day when we meet again in heaven. Memorial Day is a time to remember. How can we forget? Love Always, Amanda

By Lena Gartrell

May 26, 2006 03:49 PM | Link to this

Sgt. Kinlow was a brave Soldier.. I am very proud to say, he was my friend, my classmate. We truly miss him.. I dedicate this poem to Sgt. Kinlow. I just closed my eyes and open my heart and felt my worries and cares depart. I yeild myself to the Father above and let him hold me secure in his love. For life on earth had grown more involved and endless problems that i couldn’t solve. But God only asks that you do your best and he’ll take over and finsh the rest. So don’t be tired, discourage or blue. Remember God will take of you. Lena

By Sarai Zyzniewski

May 26, 2006 08:31 PM | Link to this

Charles, it’s still hard to believe that you won’t be coming home. I think about you everyday. I miss your phone calls, I miss your hugs, and I miss that goofy laugh of yours! I have so many fun memories of us growing up together. Me, you and Alexander always up to something! You were such a great brother and I loved you SO much. I was so proud of you when finished nursing school but you knew that. One of my last and fondest memories is of you holding Jackson (which was always). He was so happy in your arms resting his head on your shoulder. I still cry so much and feel so sad. I always ask myself why you? Why Charles. But then I realize so many others are feeling the same way about the ones they lost. I love you Charles and I will NEVER forget you. I read this poem that I wrote for you at your funeral. It seems the right place to post it here. Until we see each again…..

With courage and strength you left us Our sweet and funny Charles You were kind, giving, and compassionate And was always there when we needed you A loving father, husband, son, brother, and friend A dedicated nurse whose gentle ways with children were admired by all

During your short time with us You showed us that life should be fun You left us with so many good memories Stories that will make us laugh for a lifetime

The tears we cry are for the days ahead without out you here The times we wanted to share with you Watching our children play and grow up together

Only the passage of time will heal our aching hearts We will miss hugging you, kissing you and laughing with you We hope you knew how much we enjoyed you How much we loved you

Your spirit lives on through your children And you will live on each day in our hearts

We know you are safe and will be watching over us We will celebrate your life and your accomplishments We will care for your wife and your children We will smile whenever we think of you And most of all we will never forget you.

I love you and miss you…your sister Sarai

By agrwife

May 27, 2006 05:23 PM | Link to this

I am to greatful that my husband and his platoon made it home safe from Iraq. When he came home I lined the drive and front yard with 80 American Flags to welcome him home. Yesterday, we placed 26 flags with black ribbons to remember those “who gave all” from the 48th BDE and lined the driveway with the rest. This small memorial may not mean much to some but is a constant reminder of the brave men and women of the 48th.

By SSG Vargas,Sabino

May 27, 2006 08:24 PM | Link to this

I have the honor to serve in Iraq with Sgt Stokely,Mike. I have a hard time to express my self and talk about Stokely. He really was a good soldier and friend, not because he has pass away I say that; He was a wonderful person. I remember one night I was the NCO in charge and I ask him to please check my radios since he was the expert on it.He did it right away;This happen after a long day out patroling Yusufiyah.You will always get that from him no matter what time or place.

By Momma Kat Orr

May 28, 2006 03:24 PM | Link to this

We will always remember those who have given all for our freedom. On this Memorial Day Weekend, I just want to say, “Thank you” to all…

God be with you,

Momma Kat Yikes!

By Katie Cobb

May 28, 2006 07:12 PM | Link to this

Selfless…that’s the first word I think of when I think of our fallen hometown hero, SFC Robert “Bobby” L. Hollar. SFC Hollar was and will continue to be a hero to all who knew him. I am a teacher and Bobby went above and beyond the call of duty to make my students feel loved. He sent letters and pictures to them, and even brought them pizza for lunch one day. Having to tell a group of fourth graders that their hero will never walk through their classroom door again was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do. However, my students have chosen to honor the legacy he left behind and have continued to love and support Bobby’s family, both relatives and his military family. Bobby paid the ultimate sacrifice so that you and I could enjoy our freedom. Bobby’s widow and sister have since come to know the Lord and are allowing God to use Bobby’s death to draw others to Him. That’s exactly what Bobby would have us do…continue to stand up for what we believe in and continue to make this world a better place. My students and I are better people because of SFC Robert “Bobby” L. Hollar. My prayers are always with his family. I truly understand and appreciate the importance of Memorial Day now more than ever before. Thank you, SFC Hollar for protecting my freedom!

By Joanne Consalvo-Mulvaney

May 29, 2006 09:50 AM | Link to this

Freedom is not free and this heart wrenching article about the 48th Brigade brings home once again what true Heroes our military service men and women really are. Our military men and women put it all on the line for us so we at home can continue to enjoy the many freedoms so many of us may take for granted.

My prayers go out to all family members who love and miss so dearly these heroic brave men from the 48th. May their faces and the families story about their loved one remain with all who have read this sad and touching story in order to remind each and every one of us that “freedom is not free”. We owe it ALL to our troops and veterans..’ALL GAVE SOME, SOME GAVE ALL.