There were two names we were looking for on the wall. The first was of Lloyd Wohlford (fifth row down in the center). My uncle Dick served in Vietnam and this was a good Iowa buddy of his all the way back to basic training. They were serving side-by-side when Wohlford was shot, just once, so they thought he would live. But 30 minutes later he succumbed to his injuries.
The second name we were looking for was of John H. Van Wyk, my dad's cousin.
Our trip to the Memorial was worthwhile, yet emotional. It drives home the sacrifices made by these Americans and their families. We cannot forget that.
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