In Memory of
CPL WILLIAM A BUCK JR
By Steve Shircliff (Shortround)

My Dear Friend and Brother in Arms,

Well buddy, it has been 39 years now since you, me and Larry Kuenzer stayed up 3 days and nights partying.

We had no idea this would be the last time we would see you. I'll never forget when you told me that you were going back over for another tour.

I begged you not to go, but I fully understand why you went back. It still haunts me to know you fought and died on the very same

hill that I took you on when you first got to Nam. To this very day, I have one hell of a time accepting what took place that night. Maybe if we

were together, things would have turned out differently. All I know is, that I wish to God I was with you guys. I have lived with the guilt of not

being there for you and the thought of, "What If" ever since that fateful night. I guess the Good Lord just had other plans, which for us that were

left behind, don't quite understand. But it is also said: It is not for us to question.

Well I guess you know that Andrea, Narcia, Mom and I, are thicker than fleas on a dogs back. The girls go to the Wall every

Memorial Day and visit you guys. It's overwhelming to see all the names, the people, and the emotions. It took them a while,

but you now have the greatest memorial in the land. We are so very proud of you. I just came back from 3rd Recon's Reunion

and as alway's, we held a beautiful tribute to all the members of your team,,"Flight Time". We love and miss each and every one of you.

I miss you dearly brother. See you at the final Harborsite in the sky.

Semper Fi.

SHORTROUND