Posted: 9/24/2011 3:35:24 PM EDT
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Putting this here as he was a resident of Texas.
Well one of my Ranger brothers has left us of a terminal illness just this week. I did not know him well, but we spent allot of time in the same places and his reputation preceded him. Here is what one of his good buddies had to say in part, about what he did one place we were together. "On a dark & sultry morning in December 1989, at Rio Hato Airfield in the Republic of Panama, Doc and his 9mm Baretta were the only thing between me and enemy small arms fire as I lay strapped down on a skidco litter, unable to move a muscle. All he did was lay across my body, covering as much of me as he could, secured my M203 grenade launcher, and though he had never fired this weapon before, placed two high explosive rounds in the woodline where the rounds were coming from and the snapping over our heads ceased. This act of selfless heroism alone has always been enough for a work-in-progress like myself to overlook many of the mis-steps and complete goofs of this life. Still, he and I shared many other opportunities to back each other up in one way or another, and regardless of the odds or the situation, Doc was always there. Here's to you, Doc. You have my love, respect, and gratitude. Ranger Mo." This was written by Ranger Matt Morris about Ranger Medic James Killough on our face book page"2/75 Buddies". |
Sorry for the loss of your bud, sounds like he was a hell of a guy.