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Al Peffley
All three of those guys were part of the Navy. I remember one thing that they had in common in high school was their warm and humble smile when a person was talking with them. They were all special young men with the right atitude and no big ego. Jim and Mulf are buried at the Willamette National Cemetary in Northeast Portland (above Foster Road east, off of I-205). https://www.cem.va.gov/CEMs/nchp/willamette.asp
Corpsman were trained like Combat Engineers and SOF operatives because they were deployed at the pointy end of the ground assault, riverine ops, and beachhead "spear" interdiction operations. They were your best buddy when the sh*t hit the fan, no matter where the combat action was at (land, water, or air). I flew with a trained Corpsman and qualified Seal who was assigned to the river ops "Dragon Boats" with US Army Riverine Units in the 'Nam deltas. https://ibiblio.org/hyperwar/NHC/RiverineWarfareFM31-75/RiverineWarfareFM31-75.html
I always get a kick out of when I tell people that I served in the US Navy and they ask me what ship was I stationed on?; or looked at my flight jacket's aircrew wings and ask me what USAF airbase I was stationed at. We were all trained for combat as warriors, some more than others. Your MOS did not always match your mission assignment or additional skills, especially in the Navy.
I miss fly fishing on a beautiful river out in Montana, northern Idaho, or eastern Oregon. My left hand malfunction proibits my tying a fly on a line anymore or balancing on slippeery rocks in a fast stream...
Cheers,
Al
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