Whiskey Two ANZACvii: May 2010

A TRIBUTE TO A DEAR FRIEND

Oh Danny Boy The Pipes The Pipes are
Calling
The pigs are safe on that mountain side
Yes we were young and mad to go a
Hunting
Oh Danny Boy Oh Danny Boy so long ago

Oh Danny Boy the training we did follow
From Old NZ to Terendak
Through good and bad we came out
For the better
Brave Soldiers we were off to fight in
Vietnam

Remember the Dat, Old Vungers and the
Badcoe Club
The Long Green, The horse shoe and Dat
Do
The Long Hai's were pumbled by the
B-5-2s
Oh Danny Boy Oh Danny Boy I remember
Well

Oh Danny Boy I remember I was told
To stay behind and not go on patrol
You all went out and only a few came
back
Oh Danny Boy Oh Danny Boy it haunts
me so

Oh Danny Boy You were the only one
To bid me well for those whom we had lost
Yes You were there and saw it all unfold
Oh Danny Boy Oh Danny Boy the price of war

Remember Long Binh, the Hat Dic and Old Xuan Mok
And the Cav Mobiles that we did ride
The Patrols we did to find the enemy
Oh Danny Boy Oh Danny Boy I'm
Growing Old

Family Tribute At Taita Cemetary

I went with the family and relatives to pay

my respects to a dear friend I knew so well

To abide in the spendid peace and warmth

to ponder and reflect on the many stories

we tell

I heard tales of his childhood to his youth

and the man he grew up to be

Yes they remembered it all both good

and bad and of the happy soul was he