Kenneth G. Riggs
Kenneth served in 281st during 68/69, SSAN: 410-86-2494 Date of
Death: 3 May 2000
Jack R Rogers
DAT 2/15/91, Knoxville TN 37919SSAN:
265-64-0347, Died in Feb.91.
ALZONIA ROSEBORO
Date of Death: Aug 1972. SSAN: 242-70-9435, Date of Birth:
08 Jul 1947,
SSN issued 1961 in NC
S
Doug
Scott
Served in the 281st Was killed in CA. on 15 July 1990 in an accident involving a water
truck.
Darel L. Scott
DAT 2/89, SSAN: 550-84-1317
Date of
Birth:
09 Sep 1950, Date of Death: Feb
1989, SSAN Issued: California
Fred Shanhart
Fred died in February, 1992 at Houston, TX from medical complications. He was a
graduate of class 67-21 at Ft. Rucker, AL. He served with the 281st AHC in 1968
and 1969.
Richard D. Sharpe
Date of Birth: 10 Apr 1948,
Date of Death: 01 Aug 2000, SSAN 362-48-0164
Issued: Michigan
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Patrick M. Sheley |
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SHELEY, Patrick M., 1929 - 2006. Patrick M. Sheley passed away on
Sunday, November 12, 2006, in Tucson, AZ, after a short illness. He was
born April 16, 1929 to Alfred and Roxie Sheley of Ligonier, Indiana.
Patrick served in the U. S. Army from 1947 until 1970, retiring as a Ltc.
He served in Germany, Korea and Vietnam. While in Viet Nam he received
the Distinguished Flying Cross and the Bronze Star medal for heroism. He
was a member of the VFW post in Kendallville, Indiana and Sierra Vista,
Arizona. He married Chi Yon Yun in 1969 and lived in Kendallville,
Indiana until 1998, when he moved to Tucson, Arizona, where he resided
with his wife until her death, in 2001. In March of 2006 he moved to
Sierra Vista, AZ. Patrick was a member of the Saint Francis De Sales
congregation in Tucson and the Saint Andrews Church in Sierra Vista. Pat
was a loving Husband, Father and Grandfather. He loved golf, reading,
watching westerns, and traveling around the country to visit his family
and friends. He will be missed by all. He was preceded in death by his
parents and his sister, Patricia Johnson, his wife, Chi Yon and his son,
Patrick A. Sheley (Bud). He is survived by his sisters, Nancy Lambright,
Linda (Robert) Heltzel, Joyce Allen, and his brother, Alfred (JR)
(Margaret) Sheley all from Northern Indiana. He is also survived by his
children, Michael (Peggy) Sheley from Houston, TX, Lee (Patty) Sheley
from Sierra Vista, AZ, Sally (Robert) Taylor from Clinton, Utah, Carole
(Kelly) Gubler of North Salt Lake City, Utah, Kim (Rachel) Sheley of
Seattle, Washington, Kathleen Sheley of South Bend, Indiana, Hyon Suk Oh
of Seoul, Korea. He is also survived by 24 grandchildren and ten
great-grandchildren..
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ESTESE N. SHIPES
SSAN: 260-68-7026, DOB: 15 Mar 1946, DOD: 15 Dec 1990
Last Address: Franklin, GA, SSAN Issued: Georgia
ANDREW M.
SIMON
Date of Birth: 08 Apr 1950, Date of Death: 03
Sep 1993
SSAN
154-40-3719 Issued: New Jerse
LTC Bobby Sinclair
I remember Bobby Sinclair from the 281st AHC. I flew with him on some test
flights. In fact he showed me how to land a c
hopper down wind. We where up in Kontum where this when this took place and I was in the left seat. A lot
of pilots showed me how to fly but MAJ Sinclair showed me some other tactics. He
was not a tall man if I remember him but I gave him a lot of respect. I stand
6'2".
Joe Baldwin 67-68
FROM Lance Ham: BARLHCATTLECO@aol.com
I assume this to be the XO we had for a short time. If so, I saw him once
after tour. I was told to report to the parade field at Fort Rucker some
time in 1969 in dress greens. While standing at attention, I could not see
who was approaching until Maj. Sinclair did a left face in front of me. He
said he saw orders where I was to receive a DFC with Oak leaf and had ask to
present it. I thanked him for coming and after the ceremony, which was
long with many presentations, he left the area. I never heard from him
again, but always held a fond memory of him going out of his way to remember one
he had served with. Sorry to hear of his passing. He was one of the
good ones and I will miss never seeing him again. Lance Ham
Maj. Bobby Sinclair, Jan 68
FROM Brent Gourley:
CWO-2 L. A.
Smith
DOD: 1974
Served as an A/C with the Bandit platoon. Death was the result of an
aircraft crash in Mexico.
TIMOTHY W SOMODY
CWO-4 BOBBIE LENVILLE
STANFILL
Bobbie served with the 281st AHC as a
Bandit Pilot and Maintenance Officer in 1969-70
CW4 (Retired) Bobbie
Lenville Stanfill, age 72, of Ozark, died Tuesday evening, Oct. 9, 2007, at
Southeast Alabama Medical Center. Funeral services will be held Sunday, Oct. 14,
2007, at 5 p.m. in the Chapel of Holman Funeral Home in Ozark with the Rev.
David R. Saliba officiating. The family will receive friends at the funeral home
from 3:30 to 5 p.m. prior to the service. Interment will be Monday, Oct. 15,
2007, at 2 p.m. in Franconia Cemetery at Aliceville with full Military Honors,
Holman Funeral Home of Ozark directing.
Bobbie
was born Feb. 5, 1935, in Fruitland, Tenn., and grew up in Aliceville. He
entered the United States Army in February 1952 and married Annie Laura Dean on
July 4, 1953. He served three tours of duty in Vietnam and one in Korea,
retiring as a CW4 at Fort Rucker in July 1984. During his 32 years of service,
Bobbie received numerous distinguished service awards, to include four Good
Conduct Medals, Master Parachutist Badge, Silver Star, Bronze Star, Vietnam
Cross of Gallantry, and the Meritorious Service Medal. He was a member of the
82nd Airborne Division in Fort Bragg, N.C., where he trained as a paratrooper
and a combat Army medic and earned his Practical Nursing License. He was in the
Army's U.S. Special Forces - the Green Beret. He graduated from the helicopter
training program in Savannah, Ga., and later became an instructor pilot and
senior flight instructor. During his last ten years of military service, he also
worked as a civilian LPN at the Dale Medical Center Emergency Room. Following
his retirement from the armed services, he was a Medical Technician at Lyster
Army Hospital until his retirement in March 2004. He attended Southside Baptist
Church in Ozark.
Bobbie is survived by his loving wife of 54 years, Annie Dean Stanfill of Ozark; his son and daughter-in-law, Bobbie Lenville Jr. and Traci Stanfill of Kauai, Hawaii; his daughter, Kathy Leigh Justice of San Antonio, Texas; and daughter and son-in-law, Janice and Lindsay Beddingfield of Montgomery; three precious granddaughters, Maria Grace Beddingfield, Tristen Elaine Presley Stanfill and Jillian Dayle Presley Stanfill; brothers and sisters, Agatha Tucker of Birmingham, Nell Greenley of Lafayette, La., Eva Sims of Valley, Billy Stanfill of Cleveland, Tenn., Jimmie Stanfill of Aliceville, and Libby Geeslin of Columbus, Miss. The family request that memorials be made in Bobbie's memory to the Alabama Kidney Foundation, P. O. Box 12505, Birmingham, AL 35202, or to the Southeastern Diabetes Education Service, 500 Chase Park South, Suite 104, Hoover, AL 35244
.When I got to the 281st - one of the first SFer I met was Bobbie. We hadn't run into each other prior, but knew lots of the same guys. We used to go over to Recondo and DELTA and have several cool-ones with mutual acquaintances. Many times it took both of us - holding each other up, to get across runway 05 going home! On one of our more brilliant trips - Bobbie wanted us to get in a bird-dog and taxi our way home!!! I think Bobbie went into Maint. after the An Hoa trip. Before we had " the Yahoo Groups " - I used to call Bobbie a lot. After reading MOP's account of ' the heel on Bobbie's boot ' .... wasn't there also something about one of the FNG's almost shooting him in the foot in the Bandit hooch's ???? JKFROM: Dean Roesner. He was one of the good guys, always treated the crews with respect and as equals, possibly because he had been enlisted and came from the SF community. I remember him as an "old guy" that had been around and seen a lot by the time he got in the 281st. According to his age now, he would have been 33 then and to a 21 year old that was ancient. He was the PP and I the CE when we crashed and totaled 342. He will be missed. Dean
FROM: Bob Mitchel. Bobby Stanfill and I got to be friends at An Hoa during a Delta Operation in the summer of 1969. We discovered that we were from the same hometown of Bemis, Tennessee a small cotton mill town of about 2500 population. He was about 10 years or so older than I so we did not know each other before we met in the 281st. Bobby is the one who had the heal of his boot blown off by shrapnel from an incoming 82mm mortar. He was running down the runway to a bunker and the round hit behind him knocking him off his feet, but only hitting the heal of his boot. BobFROM: John Korsbeck.
FROM: Jeff Murray. I flew with Bobbie once or twice, usually
in a maintenance capacity. He was on top of a Huey at An Hoa once when we
got mortared, as he scrambled to get off he got hit in the boot with a piece
of shrapnel, thought he was wounded. I also remember one night we got
mortared and whoever got launched on the Rat Pack side flew an orbit or two
and parked the aircraft. I was still outside when Bobby opened the logbook
and saw 1 hour in the time flown slot and proceeded to speed walk toward the
pilots hooch to get him to correct the time downward. I could hear Bobby
yelling from a hundred yards away. He was a good guy.
Jeff
FROM: Dave Dosker. I well remember the incident when Bobby
got knocked off his feet! I was walking back from the mess tent just before
noon. Our friends outside the wire had a habit of sending one or two
harassment rounds in about that time. I believe he had just landed from a
test flight and was ahead of me to the right when the incoming round hit to
our rear. We both went down. I was reacting to the sound but Bobby
immediately yelled" I'm hit, I'm hit!" I was on my way to assist him when I
saw him pull his foot practically up to his face, examine the inside of his
boot and Yell as he scrambled to his feet "I'm not hit !" Later I recall a
piece of shrapnel was located that may have been the culprit. Someone told
me it was a 122.mm. I remember hearing a "whistling noise" just before the
explosion near one of the Indig tents. I was moving already but he beat me
to a slit trench. The shrapnel went thru all three layers of the boot
leather, snagged his sock but didn't break the skin. As I recall he had been
a SF Medic. I looked up to him and respected him. A finer man never walked
this earth. Dave
FROM: Lee Brewer. I guess I have been quite on this one long enough. Bobbie was another one along with Fred Funk, Untalan and I that tried to eat all of Mom's hot chili and anything else that had hot sauce or chilies on it. All of us having been in SF, had a close friendship (kinship) that will forever remain. Fred, Mom and I are the only ones remaining of that group. Lee
Paul J Swol
John T. Stephens
John served in the 281st as a Wolf Pack pilot
during 1968 and was promoted to CWO-2 while serving in the unit.
John passed away on 19 December 2007 as a result of wounds he received while
serving his second tour in Vietnam. John
was laid to rest on December 31, 2007 in the National Cemetery at Fort Sam
Houston, Texas. He is survived by his son Anthony.
Bandit Door Gunner March 1969-May 1970
Paul Died in Califor
nia on May 19, 2002 of cancer that resulted from his
exposure to agent Orange. In 1969
he joined the 281st AHC as a POL Specialist and soon thereafter decided that he
wanted to fly as a door gunner. Paul transferred to crew member status and served the remainder of his tour as a gunner with the Bandit Platoon of the 281st AHC in support of Project
Delta, a special forces long range recon unit. Leaving the service in 1970 he
returned to his home state of Connecticut for a short period and then on a visit
to friends in California decided to remain in Fort Bragg where, at the time of
his illness, he was a foeman with the Georgia Pacific Lumber Company. During the
281st AHC reunion in 2001,
which Paul attended against his doctors advice,
members of the unit discovered that he had not been awarded the air medal for
his service in Vietnam. A team of his friends put together the award
recommendation and Congressman Mike Thompson processed it through military
channels. On May 18, 2002, the day before his death a
group of his friends and former 281st mates visited with him and participated, along
with his Congressman, in a ceremony in which he was presented with the long over
due air medal. Paul is survived by his widow, Roschelle Swol and daughters
Cheryl Swol, Amber Ellsworth an Trina Nalor. Paul's widow resides at:
17894 Georges Lane
PO Box 293
Ft. Bragg, CA 95437
Tel: 707-964-5320


Johnny Turpin
(281st photo provided by Norm Kaufman)
Johnny with the 281st & Johnny in 2004
Johnny served with the 281st as a member of the Rat Pack and as a Bandit pilot
during the 67-68 time frame. At the time of his death Johnny was living in New Port News, VA.
He is survived by
his wife Richaleen and one son.
From: Becky Whitmore [mailto:twiggsrest@earthlink.net]
Friday, October 20, 2006 : I'm deeply saddened to inform you that Johnny Turpin passed away 11 October 2006 in Newport News,VA from a massive heart attack. If you need more information, please contact me.
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Lucius Theodore "Ted" Untalan 281st AHC
1968 1969
Ted passed
away at Guam on December 12, 1998 after a long and painful bout with cancer of the colon.
Ted is survived by his wife Penny and son Patrick.
From: Jim (Mom) Torbert to Ted's Son.
Hi Patrick,
I arrived at the 281st AHC in November,
1968. I was told that I was slotted to take the place of Ted Untalan, who would
be returning home shortly. So for the next several weeks I became his shadow as
I tried to learn his job. This was my lucky day. Ted told me right off that he
would teach me how to get things done in Viet Nam. He also told me that my
taking his place meant I would take over his room in the BOQ. He and his
roommate a WO named Nelson had without a doubt the best, most elegant room in
the BOQ. They had taken two rooms, tour down the wall between them and built a
room second to none. It was on the first floor with no windows because it had
been rebuilt with planking for extra protection. The inside was wood paneling
with built in beds, counters, and storage areas. It was air conditioned, had
two refrigerators, and a cook top. Ted also told me that because Bobbie
Stanfill was slotted for Nelson's slot that he would become my new roommate.
What a great room we lucked into. It became the party room and the place of
many celebrations, parties, and even for a time the place for Mom's Matinee,
where we would show the movie we got from SF and run it in the afternoon for
everyone who was not flying that day.
The way I understand the story, was Ted was able to build this outstanding room, because at the time he arrived all RLO's were living in a Villa in downtown Nha Trang, and only the WO's were living on base in the BOQ. It was Major Miller who decided that we would shut down the Villa and all RLO's would have to move back on the base. But Ted had already built his room and no one was going to make him move out till he was ready.
I flew a lot with Ted at first and he taught me all the places to go, and got me ready to check out as AC so that I could fly on my own. He also taught me the whole process of how to recover a down bird. If I am not mistaken the first rigging we did was on AC 342 when it went down near Daulat. Ted not only showed me the way to supply depots at Cam Rahn Bay, Battalion HQ, Red Beach, but also showed me the back doors to the O Club and EM Clubs where we would trade for things that were in immediate need. We even visited the air force and the club at the Group HQ across the field. He said we had something that they all needed which was at time to need a ride to the replacement company in Cam Rahn, or a ride somewhere else. From his teaching I could always get a case of steaks, or chicken, or pork chops for a party. They were lots of other things that he taught me about trading for in Viet Nam, but I will let it go at that. He was one of the main reasons that our maintenance was one of the best in Viet Nam, because we were always able to get a engine or a pair of blades or a new transmission. It was always fun to be making an approach to 05 at Nha Trang with two set of blades sticking out each side of the doors on our maintenance bird, as everyone in the Maintenance hanger came out to cheer as we were able to get replacement blade over everyone else.
One time Ted told me that a friend of his stationed in Bangkok had several need parts that we were really hurting for to get two of our birds back in the air, and that the next day we were going to fly our H model to Bangkok and get these parts. He said we would spend the night and be back the next day. I was looking forward to the trip, but Captain Fox decided that it was not worth the risk of us flying an unarmed, un-crewed maintenance ship to Bangkok. Ted was so disappointed.
I think I have a picture or two of your Dad while we were there and will try and get into my old pictures and get a copy made. Your Dad was a class guy. The only questionable activity he had was card and chess playing with Dave Dosker, because he never let Dave win.
I have rambled on, but this has brought make many fine memories. Let me know if I can be any help to you.
God Bless, and Cheers to one fine man.
Jim Torbert "MOM"