Mike was killed in action in Vietnam on July 1 1967. He was a second lieuteant with the Marine Corps. Michael was a close friend. We worked at Kinne's Pharmacy together. The big treat was seeing who could deliver perscriptions faster using the company car which was an overpowered Studebaker Lark. We certainly had more fun than the boss could imagine. Please remember Mike and honor his sacrifice. Jim Jenkins
Mike Downey was a friend since six grade. We were teammates on the track team. He was always smiling and full of good cheer and mischief.
My best memory is Senior English with Charlotte (the harlot) Duryea. Mike sat up front and he cleverly took her Shakespeare book that had all her notes. She was completely lost!
Tragically he gave his life in Vietnam, and I believe there was some horror show by the government in returning his remains stateside..
My sorrow for him and other classmates who died in this war. Bob Bouchet was another ( a class act), and also Spider Greene. Sorry if i missed anyone else.
Mike and I were scouting out one of the girls clubs campouts near the Charles River. His first car somehow parked too close to a swampy area andnot knowing the car was sinking,we left the car to sneak up on the girls. When we came back to the car mike had lost the keys. I';m under the dash with a silver dollar trying to jumpstart the car. Starting the car was short lived, so we abandoned the car to pick it up the next morning. unfortunately the next morning the car had sunk into the marsh and we could not get it out. A tow truck was called - Mike was extremely upset - his first car! What was his older brother going to think? My memories of Mike are fond, and I'm upset he lost his life in a war that meant nothing. I was also in National guard at that time, but never went to active duty for such a senseless war. Mike and Bob Bouchet will always be missed.
IN SPITE OF THE ABOVE NAME, THIS IS FROM BILL HERD!
Mike was a constant companion in elementary school....we grew apart in high school, but were still friends. For those of us who served in Vietnam, friends we left behind will always be in our memory.
Mike was my very first boyfriend, though we parted company before high school started. It was devastating when, those many years ago, I heard he had been killed in Viet Nam. Eight years ago while in Washington, D.C., I visited the Wall with the specific goal of finding his name, which I did. I have a rubbing of Michael's name, and it was a very emotional experience, along with finding other classmates' names who had served and died in Viet Nam. How missed they are. How cherished are their memories. I miss you, Mike. ----Betsey Loomis
Mike & I were friends from the time we were 3 years old. I first met Mike when I attended pre-school at the Unitarian Church. My first day in Pre-School, I saw 2 kids playing in the sand box. One kid was crying. The other kid sat down took off his shoe & sock. Filled his sock with sand & went over & hit the crying boy over the head & told him to shut up. I decided at that moment that I needed to make friend with this kid or risk being beat up. Mike & I were best friends all through Grade School & Junior High, and remained close in High School. We raised all kinds of Hell growing up. When he was killed, I flew to Iowa and was one of his Pall Bearers. I think of Mike often & miss him a lot. Like so many of our young men his life was cut short.
MIke and I were good friends and I spent a lot of time with him traveling to the Cape.etc. We kept in contact with each other when he was in Vietnam. Because of his educaiton, he was selected to write letters to parents of those he served with and were killed in action. One of the most shocking letters I have ever received was a letter from Mike describing how a truck carrying troops in front of him was blown 30 feet in the air. He wrote letters, he told me, for many who died in that truck. I received his letter the very day I received the Needham Times noting that Mike had died the same way in Vietnam. He was a good friend and I missed him from that day so very long ago.
Jim Jenkins
Mike was killed in action in Vietnam on July 1 1967. He was a second lieuteant with the Marine Corps. Michael was a close friend. We worked at Kinne's Pharmacy together. The big treat was seeing who could deliver perscriptions faster using the company car which was an overpowered Studebaker Lark. We certainly had more fun than the boss could imagine. Please remember Mike and honor his sacrifice. Jim Jenkins
Peter Hall
Mike Downey was a friend since six grade. We were teammates on the track team. He was always smiling and full of good cheer and mischief.
My best memory is Senior English with Charlotte (the harlot) Duryea. Mike sat up front and he cleverly took her Shakespeare book that had all her notes. She was completely lost!
Tragically he gave his life in Vietnam, and I believe there was some horror show by the government in returning his remains stateside..
My sorrow for him and other classmates who died in this war. Bob Bouchet was another ( a class act), and also Spider Greene. Sorry if i missed anyone else.
p.s. can't find the spell check!
Ellie Cranton (Herd)
Mike and I were scouting out one of the girls clubs campouts near the Charles River. His first car somehow parked too close to a swampy area andnot knowing the car was sinking,we left the car to sneak up on the girls. When we came back to the car mike had lost the keys. I';m under the dash with a silver dollar trying to jumpstart the car. Starting the car was short lived, so we abandoned the car to pick it up the next morning. unfortunately the next morning the car had sunk into the marsh and we could not get it out. A tow truck was called - Mike was extremely upset - his first car! What was his older brother going to think? My memories of Mike are fond, and I'm upset he lost his life in a war that meant nothing. I was also in National guard at that time, but never went to active duty for such a senseless war. Mike and Bob Bouchet will always be missed.
IN SPITE OF THE ABOVE NAME, THIS IS FROM BILL HERD!
Dan Tracey
Mike was a constant companion in elementary school....we grew apart in high school, but were still friends. For those of us who served in Vietnam, friends we left behind will always be in our memory.
Betsey Loomis (Whitney)
Mike was my very first boyfriend, though we parted company before high school started. It was devastating when, those many years ago, I heard he had been killed in Viet Nam. Eight years ago while in Washington, D.C., I visited the Wall with the specific goal of finding his name, which I did. I have a rubbing of Michael's name, and it was a very emotional experience, along with finding other classmates' names who had served and died in Viet Nam. How missed they are. How cherished are their memories. I miss you, Mike. ----Betsey Loomis
Dale Wise
Mike & I were friends from the time we were 3 years old. I first met Mike when I attended pre-school at the Unitarian Church. My first day in Pre-School, I saw 2 kids playing in the sand box. One kid was crying. The other kid sat down took off his shoe & sock. Filled his sock with sand & went over & hit the crying boy over the head & told him to shut up. I decided at that moment that I needed to make friend with this kid or risk being beat up. Mike & I were best friends all through Grade School & Junior High, and remained close in High School. We raised all kinds of Hell growing up. When he was killed, I flew to Iowa and was one of his Pall Bearers. I think of Mike often & miss him a lot. Like so many of our young men his life was cut short.
Ken Warren
MIke and I were good friends and I spent a lot of time with him traveling to the Cape.etc. We kept in contact with each other when he was in Vietnam. Because of his educaiton, he was selected to write letters to parents of those he served with and were killed in action. One of the most shocking letters I have ever received was a letter from Mike describing how a truck carrying troops in front of him was blown 30 feet in the air. He wrote letters, he told me, for many who died in that truck. I received his letter the very day I received the Needham Times noting that Mike had died the same way in Vietnam. He was a good friend and I missed him from that day so very long ago.