Andy Cuneo was the nicest person I've known at Sunnyvale High School. He was soft spoken, respectful and above all approachable. One of the first places I lived after graduating from Sunnyvale High School was at his Father's farm where I rented a trailer. When I was in Washington, DC I visited the The Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall where Andy’s name is posted. I can only think of kind things when I remember Andy Cuneo. My best wishes to Andy’s family.
I always had the impression Andy was extremely shy. When I was about five years old, my mother and older sister (10 yrs.older) started going to the Cuneo Ranch in the summers to cut cots. Josey Cuneo (Andy's older sister) was my sisters best friend, they went to Fremont together and graduated in 1952. When we would go to the Cuneo farm Andy always seem to vanish....so shy. It's sad that Andy passed so very young...âšī¸đēđ¸<>>
There is a phrase that sticks in my mind - "...and the living will envy the dead" My tours of duty in Vietnam were filled with blood and guts, I was a medical corpsman and presumably engaged in lifesaving actions. I'm sure I did save some, you never know for sure, others are involved, but whatever emotional lift should follow from that is eclipsed by what I witnessed our side doing to"them", to civilian bystanders. I have carried survivor's guilt since I came home, and that has been a heavy lift. I narrowly escaped Andy's fate on several occasions, and am left wondering whether perishing young with ideals still intact might have been better
Memorial Day is a day dedicated to remembering and honoring the fallen. Let us also pause and contemplate the fate of Rodney Kipp, a classmate on the the ill fated submarine U.S.S. Scorpion resting and rusting somewhere on the bottom of the Atlantic. Another life over before it had barely begun
Jerrell Tomeo
Andy was a PFC in the army stationed in Vietnam. He was killed in action April 28th 1966.
Andy was 22 years old. To young.
Gordon Gibson
Andy Cuneo was the nicest person I've known at Sunnyvale High School. He was soft spoken, respectful and above all approachable. One of the first places I lived after graduating from Sunnyvale High School was at his Father's farm where I rented a trailer. When I was in Washington, DC I visited the The Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall where Andy’s name is posted. I can only think of kind things when I remember Andy Cuneo. My best wishes to Andy’s family.
Carol House (Bellah)
I always had the impression Andy was extremely shy. When I was about five years old, my mother and older sister (10 yrs.older) started going to the Cuneo Ranch in the summers to cut cots. Josey Cuneo (Andy's older sister) was my sisters best friend, they went to Fremont together and graduated in 1952. When we would go to the Cuneo farm Andy always seem to vanish....so shy. It's sad that Andy passed so very young...âšī¸đēđ¸<>>
R.I.P. Andy đēđ¸â¤ī¸đēđ¸
Waul Allen McMahan
There is a phrase that sticks in my mind - "...and the living will envy the dead" My tours of duty in Vietnam were filled with blood and guts, I was a medical corpsman and presumably engaged in lifesaving actions. I'm sure I did save some, you never know for sure, others are involved, but whatever emotional lift should follow from that is eclipsed by what I witnessed our side doing to"them", to civilian bystanders. I have carried survivor's guilt since I came home, and that has been a heavy lift. I narrowly escaped Andy's fate on several occasions, and am left wondering whether perishing young with ideals still intact might have been better
Waul Allen McMahan
Memorial Day is a day dedicated to remembering and honoring the fallen. Let us also pause and contemplate the fate of Rodney Kipp, a classmate on the the ill fated submarine U.S.S. Scorpion resting and rusting somewhere on the bottom of the Atlantic. Another life over before it had barely begun