Barnes, Robert Crozier Jr. (Rob), 1st Platoon

Barnes, Robert Crozier Jr. (Rob), 1st Platoon

4 June 1944 – 30 May 1968
Santa Fe National Cemetery, NM, 87501

Robert Crozier Barnes, Jr. was born on 4 June 1944 in Carmi, IL. He graduated from Highland High School and attended the University of New Mexico, where he conferred a bachelor’s degree in Business Administration in 1967. He served as battalion executive officer in the NROTC unit at UNM where he received the Corps’ award as the outstanding midshipman. He arrived in Vietnam on January 27, 1968 and served with 1st Marine Division, 1st Recon Battalion, B Company. Basic Infantry Officer. 2nd Lieutenant Barnes was killed on 30 May 1968 by hostile gunfire in Quang Nam Province near UTM grid AT816862. He was with Recon Team Aldbrook 13 KM SW of Hai Van Bridge. He earned the following awards: National Defense Service Medal, Combat Infantryman Badge, Purple Heart, Vietnam Campaign Medal, Vietnam Service Medal.

Barnes’ father was in command of the Navy Special Weapons Facility at Kirtland and chief of what is now the stockpile management of Sandia Base from 1962-1965. At the time of his son’s death he was Commander of Lake Mead Base Nev. Memorial services were held at Sandia Base Chapel. Robert Barnes was buried with full military honors at the National Cemetery in Santa Fe, NM.

Second Lieutenant Barnes is honored on Panel 63W, Row 14 of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial. Barnes is also listed on the 1st Reconnaissance Battalion Association memorial at the Semper Fidelis Memorial Park, National Museum of the Marine Corps.

1st Recon Battalion’s Command Chronology for May 1968:
A nine-man recon patrol led by 2ndLt Barnes was inserted into Elephant Valley at 0900 26 May and spent the next four days observing enemy activities in the patrol area. They were to be extracted on the morning of 30 May.

Extract from Post-operation Report:

SYNOPSIS: This patrol covered a period of 98 hours with 1 contact with an estimated 40 VC. Contact resulted in 1 USMC KIA, 1 USMC WIA, and 2 VC KIA confirmed. 1 FM [artillery fire mission] and 1 airstrike were called with unknown results.

“300800H at AT816872 – Estimated 40 VC engaging patrol, khakis and black PJ’s; AK-47’S and M16’S and packs. The patrol was in their extract LZ when they observed 2 VC moving down a streambed. The patrol took the VC under fire, resulting in 2 VC KIA confirmed, almost immediately the patrol came under fire from 40 VC, resulting in 1 USMC KIA and 1 USMC WIA. Arty and fixed wing were utilized with unknown results. The fixed wing and the birds which extracted the patrol took heavy fire.” Although the only available copy of the Situation Report associated with the incident (1st Recon Bn SITREP 151-68) is nearly illegible, it is clear that the extraction effort involved A-4s from Marine Attack Squadron 121, 4 (perhaps 6) UH-1E gunships, and two CH-46s. CH-46A tail number 152518 is known to have taken hits while on the ground but it appears there were no casualties other than 2ndLt Barnes and the enlisted Marine wounded in the exchange described above.

Personal Reflections about Robert Barnes:

Sandia/Albuquerque NM area newspaper (Tribune) clipping without a date (approx. June 1968).: “Killed in Vietnam Patrol

Lt. Robert Barnes Was Top Marine Reservist

The top student officer and outstanding Marine Corps reservist graduating from the University of New Mexico last year was killed in combat in Vietnam, Sandia Base reported. Second Lt. Robert Crozier Barnes Jr., 23, was killed while on patrol May 30 with the First Reconnaissance Battalion of the First Marine Division. He received top Marine Corps Association honors last year when he was commissioned. The commandant of the Eighth Naval district presented him with a Marine officers sword awarded by the Marine Corps Reserves Officers Association of Albuquerque.

He also won the Corps’ award as the outstanding midshipman. A 1963 graduate of Highland High School, Lt. Barnes received his bachelor’s degree in business administration from UNM last year.

Blond, blue eyed, well built, he was described by his senior Marine Instructor as “a real man … an outstanding student … an outstanding Marine.” “He was the type you liked as soon as you met him,” added Maj. Jerry Bowlin, senior instructor. “He had leadership potential, he showed initiative and he was well thought of by his peers.” Barnes was battalion executive officer during his senior year. Barnes’ father was in command of the Navy Special Weapons Facility at Kirtland and chief of what is now the stockpile management of Sandia Base from 1962-1965. He is now Commander of Lake Mead Base Nev. Memorial services will be at Sandia Base Chapel. Burial will be in the National Cemetery in Santa Fe.”


Barretti, Mike (MLB), 1st Platoon

Barretti, Mike (MLB), 1st Platoon

Mike Barretti retired in 2013 from Suffolk University in Boston, where he was a professor of marketing and the Barretti2- Viet Nam, 1968Director of its Center for Executive Education. In addition to his 20 years in the Marine Corps Reserve, from which he retired in 1987, Mike went on to develop an extensive background in international business, marketing and branding, and currently holds visiting professorships in France and the UK.

After leaving active duty in 1971, Mike worked for the Polaroid Corporation, and later served as a member of the management team of two Boston­area teaching hospitals before being appointed President and CEO of HSNE, Inc., an international healthcare services corporation. In 1987, he was one of the founders and chief executive of Northfleet Management Group, a marketing management firm serving the global BARRETTI3medical device industry. In 1996 he became president of Cool Laser Optics, Inc., a privately held laser and photonics manufacturer, and simultaneously accepted an appointment to the Suffolk University faculty.

Mike is a patent holder in the field of laser photonics, has served as a director of a number of corporations and not for profit organizations, and consults to foreign businesses and government agencies. He and his late wife, Maria, are the proud parents of two children and six grand children, including Dr. Michael Barretti, Jr, who is currently a LCDR in the Naval Reserve and deployed with the 22nd MEU to Iraq in 2006.

Basel, John (JMB), 1st Platoon

Basel, John (JMB), 1st Platoon

I came along in July 1946, while my father, having mustered out of the Army Air Corps, was living in the vicinity Washington, D.C. and waiting to see if he would receive a commission in the new U.S. Air Force. He was successful and for the next 17 years I lived life as an Air Force brat.

In 1964 I headed for The Citadel, Charleston, S.C. where I was commissioned through the PLC program.

After TBS, I was ordered to artillery school, Fort Sill, Oklahoma with a number of other members of A Company. I was subsequently assigned to the 9 arriving in Okinawa, I was further assigned to Hotel Battery, BLT 2/4. The BLT was operating in the Cua Viet River area at Mai Xa Chanh adjacent to Dai Do. I was assigned as the Fox Company FO.

On the 30th of April 1968 we launched a Battalion assault on the Hamlet of Dai Do against the 320th NVA Division. This one event set the tone of my in­country tour. In the four day engagement, our Basic School class lost one FO KIA and two WIA. While in country, I moved on to jobs as BLT 2/4 FSCC, Battery FDO, XO, and finally Battery CO, while located on Fire Base Russell (overrun 25 February 1969).

I was reassigned to MCRD, Parris Island, as a Series Officer. After out­posting several series, I was assigned as Assistant Director, Drill Instructor School and tasked with establishing a Series Officer School. Basically it was a course to acquaint new officers returning from Vietnam how things worked in the Recruit Training Regiment. After six months as Aide to MajGen Oscar Peatross, I moved on to Enlisted Recruiting, HQMC, and then Amphibious Warfare School followed by a tour in Okinawa with the 12

When I returned state side, I was assigned to Marine Barracks, Bremerton Washington. This is when it occurred to me, seven years had flown by and that was three years longer than I had planned. I needed a new plan and a new goal. In the end, I decided I liked the life in the Marine Corps, so I opted to stay on active duty. I also decided I would really like to command an artillery battalion. Things worked out and I had the honor of commanding the 2 1988.

On my last tour of duty, beginning 1994, I returned to The Citadel as the Professor, Naval Science (NROTC), essentially coming full circle. This turned out to be quite fortunate, as shortly after arriving, I met Mary Dunlap who would soon become my wife. We have one daughter, Eliza Hunter, born in 2000. The last 14 years I have been a full time, stay at home, father and enjoyed ever minute of it!


The President of the United States takes pleasure in presenting the Silver Star Medal to John M. Basel (0-102818), First Lieutenant, U.S. Marine Corps, for conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity in action while serving with Headquarters and Service Company, 3d Battalion, 12th Marines, in connection with combat operations against the enemy in the Republic of Vietnam on April 13, 1969. By his courage, aggressive fighting spirit and steadfast devotion to duty in the face of extreme personal danger, First Lieutenant Basel upheld the highest traditions of the Marine Corps and the United States Naval Service.

Black, Bill (WRB Jr), 1st Platoon

Black, Bill (WRB Jr), 1st Platoon

William Ray Black, Jr. “Bill”
30 Sep 1945 – 18 Mar 2017


OBITUARY: (followed by Biography)
William Ray Black Jr., age 71, of Paducah, KY, died Saturday, March 18, 2017 at his home.
Mr. Black was born September 30, 1945 in New York City to William Ray Black and Virginia Giblin Black. Bill graduated from Paducah Tilghman High School in 1963 and attended Princeton University on a NROTC Scholarship. He graduated in 1967 with a degree in History and was commissioned a 2nd Lieutenant in the U.S. Marine Corps. He served two tours in Vietnam, where he earned a Bronze Star for meritorious service and two Purple Hearts. He completed his service to the Marines in 1971, having attained the rank of Captain. Following his service in Vietnam, Bill returned to his hometown of Paducah, and joined his father and grandfather in the family construction business at Ray Black & Son. Bill recognized that a community’s architectural and historic heritage was a source of beauty and diversity and knew these treasures were non-renewable resources. He specialized in historic preservation throughout his career. Among his preservation projects were: Whitehaven, The River Discovery Center, and many other historic buildings in Paducah. In the late 1970’s he was an original visionary for the creation of the 26 square block Lower Town Neighborhood National Register District. Bill became the Scoutmaster of Boy Scout Troop 1 in 1985 and kept the historic troop from losing its charter as one of 7 original troops in the U.S. The troop grew to more than 70 scouts, from all backgrounds, under his leadership. Bill served on the Paducah Independent School Board for 24 years. He was a passionate lepidopterist, archaeologist, and collector of all things he found interesting.

He is survived by his wife of 44 years, Nancy Fowler Black; three sons, William Ray (Will) Black III and his wife, Sarah Maggos Black, David Dawson Black and his wife, Lindsay McMaster Black and Merle Fowler Black and his wife, Emily Yocum Black; five grandchildren, Liam Black, Dawson Black, Sasha Black, Ford Black and Nolan Black. He is also survived by his sister, Virginia (Ginny) Black Coltharp and her husband James Richard (Rick) Coltharp and his brother, Christopher James Black and his wife, Nancy Williams Black.

He was preceded in death by his parents and his brother, David Bruce Black.

Funeral Services will be held at 10:00 am on Thursday, March 23, 2017 at Grace Episcopal Church with Rev. Charles Uhlik and Rev. Tim Taylor officiating. Burial will follow at Mt. Kenton Cemetery.

Visitation will be held Wednesday, March 22, 2017 from 4 p.m. until 7 p.m. at Grace Episcopal Church.

Milner & Orr Funeral Home and Cremation Services of Paducah is in charge of arrangements.

In lieu of flowers, expressions of sympathy may be made to: Paducah Public Schools Foundation, Inc., P.O. Box 2550, Paducah, KY 42002 or Paducah Cooperative Ministry, 402 Legion Dr., Paducah, KY 42003.

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BLACK: 1st Lt. W.R. Black C.O., CACO 1-4 FEB 1970

On a September afternoon in 1963 I lined up in civilian clothes with two dozen other freshman NROTC midshipmen on Princeton’s scruffy parade deck. Staff Sgt. M.D. Arnold, USMC, stepped forward. His immaculate uniform accented his trim, muscular build. On his chest arraigned in tightly fitting rows were numerous ribbons including the Silver Star from serving at the Chosin Reservoir under Colonel “Chesty” Puller. Perhaps as a Drill Instructor at Parris Island he had learned to crack his voice on the execution part of a command causing a shock wave when he called us to attention. The last syllable echoed off a brick wall, and I was hit in the face by 188 years of the Glory of the Corps. I had been recruited!

BLACK: Nancy and Bill Black, La Son School House, Hue City 8 June 2006

Somehow, early in my quest to become a Marine, I came to understand what Glory really means. It does not mean “Dress Blues”, although they are a powerful symbol of it. Glory is really more like the inverse of what we usually think when we hear the word. It is discouragement, fatigue, and exhaustion. It is pain, and blood. It is a dance with death and hatred. It is grief for our dead, and, for the innocents we have collided with. It is all that is horrible in war. It is sacrifice unnoticed, and heroism unrecognized. All these things we are able to endure to be worthy of the uniform, with the help of our fellow Marines and the Grace of God, as we persevere in the mission given us. That is Glory. We accept the traditional promise by the Marine Corps recruiter ­ “a pack, and a rifle, and a hard way to go”. With those expectations, it is hard to become disillusioned.

Capt Sidney Chapin was the Platoon Commander and mentor of 1 the transition from candidate/midshipman to Marine infantry officer. He was a stout Marine with kinky brown hair, who came from California. With respectful affection (but not to his face) we called him “the Golden Bear”. He was a veteran of Vietnam who wore only one simple ribbon on his shirt – the Bronze Star. He was a keen observer and knew more than he spoke. I remember a watershed talk he gave to our platoon one day. We had been goofing off. He told us we were officers now, and he was not there to break us or force us into that role. The platoon was ours, not his. What we would become was up to us. We responded.

I remember the day when a Navy Chaplain came to our lecture hall. I think he was a Lieutenant Commander. He wore a Marine uniform. He spoke to us about “professionalism”. The Latin root word meant “to proclaim”, or “to proclaim to the world”. When used in a Marine context, it means “to proclaim to the world a standard of excellence”. Years later I read in the Marine Corps Gazette another inspirational message by a Navy Chaplain. Well into the article, I found a paragraph that echoed the concept of “professionalism”! The chaplain had become a Bishop, was promoted to Rear Admiral, and served as Chief of Navy Chaplains. I wrote him a letter to attest how powerful his talk to the Basic School had been to me, how it had helped me through crises I encountered as a Marine, and in life after the Marines. He wrote me back. The chaplain’s name was John J. O’Conner. After the Navy he became the Archbishop of New York, and ultimately CardinaI. One Sunday in New York City, I attended Mass at at St. Patrick’s Cathedral (although I am not Catholic) hoping to meet Cardinal O’Conner. A young priest asked if I had known him in the military and had me wait. Cardinal O’Conner came from the sacristy back up a long flight of stairs to greet me. I realized that I was not the first veteran to tell him how his much his inspirational messages had been to me. He responded with such grace and kindness! Thanks be to God!

Capt. John Ripley was serving as the Marine Corps’ Infantry Monitor for company grade officers, as I recall, and he came to TBS to encourage us to contact our MOS’s monitor to express a request when we anticipated a new assignment. Captain Ripley was a brave, hardy, adventurous Marine, highly decorated from his tour in Vietnam. He was fun and likeable. I remember standing in awe before him at a happy hour in the lobby of O’Bannon Hall, hoping to glean lessons learned in Vietnam.

The 27th Marines went to Vietnam as reinforcement after Tet. The majority of the Marines had not operated together as a unit. We spent our first month south of Da Nang in the relative quiet of its outlying defenses, learning to operate and maneuver as tactical units. Then our Battalion was flown in C­130’s up to Phu Bai, where for the next six weeks our platoons operated out of Platoon Patrol Bases, and our companies participated in several of the “No Name” Operations east of Hue. We steadily pushed the VC and NVA farther away from the city. About 0230 on 5 MAY 68, I was wounded while checking my lines. A number of our units were attacked that night. This was the beginning of the enemy’s second of three nation­wide offensives attempting to get the South Vietnamese people to rise up against us and their government. It is called in history, “Mini­Tet”, and it fizzled sooner than the original Tet Offensive did.

When I was discharged from Bethesda Naval Hospital, I was assigned to HQ Co. at Henderson Hall. Most of the duties I had were those of an “Odd Jobs Officer”. One day I ran into 1 friend from college who He advised me to get out of HQ to find the camaraderie that I wanted in the Marine Corps. I remembered Capt. Ripley at the Infantry Monitor’s Office, right across the street.

I knew if I asked for Vietnam again, they would give it to me. Capt. Ripley invited me in with a buoyant hand shake. “Well, Lieutenant, what can I do for you?” I went for broke and asked for Marine Barracks, London England (the only billet for a Marine Lieutenant in all of Europe). He threw his hands in the air and shouted, “Out of the question! But I’ll tell you what I can do. Did you ever consider Sea Duty?”

A month later, via a S2F propeller driven mail plane I was on the U.S.S. America (CVA­66). She was on Yankee Station, bombing targets in the panhandle of North Vietnam. I would be XO of the Marine Detachment.

Near the end of my one year tour of Sea Duty, I requested orders back to Vietnam. . Once there, I was assigned to the 3rd Force Recon Co., commanded by one of the Marine Corps’ flamboyant majors. “I don’t like Lieutenants”, he asserted in his interview of me as I entered his command. I hoped to become an exception. I had several exciting and broadening experiences, the last of which was as O.I.C. of a fixed radio relay station on a mountain top beside the A Shau Valley. We were probed late one day, and an enemy mortar round fell squarely in the center of our position. My sergeant suffered a head wound. After his head was checked and bandaged, he seemed rational and said he was OK. I requested a “routine” medivac. About ten minutes later the sergeant began vomiting, likely a symptom of brain injury, so I upgraded the medivac request as “emergency”. Changing the urgency of the sergeant’s medivac, could be seen as indecisive, but that was vastly less important than his future. The firefight died down, darkness fell, the medevac helicopter arrived, and successfully picked up our wounded sergeant.

Two more days of clouds followed, but on the third day a helicopter brought replacements for me and the two others with minor wounds. Back at Phu Bai, the C.O. Said that I had panicked under fire, that the young enlisted men deserved better in their officers, and that I had disgraced myself, my unit, and the Corps. He relieved me of all duties, tactical and administrative. I was to leave in the morning on the first helicopter to Da Nang. That night I prayed to the Lord for guidance. One of the other lieutenants suggested that I see LtCol. Jerry Polakoff in Da Nang if I wanted another job in recon. I had met LtCol. Polakoff six weeks earlier during orientation in intelligence at his Surveillance and Reconnaissance Center at III MAF.

Early the next day I stood with my sea bag on the landing pad waiting for the first helicopter to Da Nang. This was a lonely moment. I had been banished, with ruffles and flourishes, from one of the elite units of the Marine Corps. Suddenly, 1 me. He was a CH­46 helicopter pilot in HMM­262. We had first met as midshipmen in the NROTC unit at Princeton. Bob managed to think up a variety of subjects to talk about until the helicopter arrived and I boarded for Da Nang.

At Da Nang I first fortified myself as a Marine by getting a high and tight haircut and headed for LtCol. Polakoff’s SRC. In the privacy of his office he asked me why I had been relieved. I told him that my C.O. judged me to be tactically incompetent. I refrained from criticizing the C.O. LtCol. Polakoff asked if I intended to serve a career in the Marine Corps. I answered that I intended to join my father and grandfather in their construction company after my four years in the Corps. “But I consider myself a professional and I am hoping to get another chance in a combat billet.” He ended up offering me a choice between two units he thought might have an opening, 1st Recon Bn., and Combined Action. I had read LtCol. Bill Corson’s book, The Betrayal, which featured Combined Action in Vietnam, and I was intrigued with it. I chose that. LtCol. Polakoff called to arrange an interview for me.

Col. Tom Metzger commanded the Marines’ Combined Action force (CAF), which had units scattered throughout the populated areas of all five provinces in I Corps. He wasted no time orienting me, “Lieutenant, we are not ‘civic action’, we are a combat force”. I told Col. Metzger that suited me fine, and given my circumstances, was exactly what I needed. He told me about the change in CAP tactics from operating out of fixed forts built in hamlets to ”mobile CAPs” operating out of different locations every day. These are some of my heroes of Combined Action: LtCol. David Seiler – C.O. 1st CAG, went on squad sized patrols/ambushes with Marines and PFs; Capt. Jim Murphy – C.O. CACO 1­3, West Point grad., inspirational easy manner; Sgt. Tom Robbins (and PF counterpart) – CAP 1­3­5, brave, aggressive, creative, based operations on enemy (instead of on time and space); LCpl. Miguel Keith – Machine Gunner CAP 1­3­2, posthumous Medal of Honor; GySgt. D.W. Duvall – Ist Sgt. CACO 1­4, experienced, strong, steady character; Cpl. Carl Biehl, LCpl. John Williams – CAP 1­4­6 (at My Lai), carried on aggressive spirit of Cpl. O.J. Ostenfeld; Capt. Bing West ­Princeton grad student, author of Small Unit Action in Vietnam, Summer 1966, The Village, 1972 I was XO of CACO 1­3 for 1 month, and CO of CACO 1­4 for 6 months.

Boillot, Dave (DAB), 1st Platoon

Boillot, Dave (DAB), 1st Platoon

After graduating from The Basic School, I was one of our class that attended the six week intensive Vietnamese language school at Quantico. After that graduation, I naturally headed for Viet Nam, where I was assigned as the Platoon Commander, 1st Platoon, Alpha Company, 1st Battalion, 27th Marines. I ran a series of platoon patrols based east of Hue, with Tony Pasavento as my FO and John Banning providing tank support at one point. I became the Company Executive Officer in May, and while temporarily serving as the Company Commander on June 19th on Operation Allen Brook I took part in an action for which I was awarded the Silver Star. In August, I became the Assistant Operations Officer for the Combined Action Program.

After Viet Nam, I was stationed at Camp LeJeune, sharing an apartment with Kispert and Feltner. I returned to Quantico as a Staff Platoon Commander at The Basic School for my last year of active duty. – I graduated from Vanderbilt Law School in 1974 and came to New York to work at Simpson Thacher & Bartlett, one of the big Wall Street firms. After three years of hard work (and many all nighters), I joined Coudert Brothers, an international firm. At about the same time, Deborah and I were married, and we moved to London for three years and then on to Singapore for 18 months. Our son David was born in Singapore.

We returned to the U.S. in early 1983, and I became the General Counsel of Scholastic Inc. the publisher of children’s educational materials (this was before Harry Potter). In 1988, I returned to Coudert Brothers, and in 1995 we returned to Singapore for another two years. The firm had asked me to take over the Moscow office, but after two visits in the autumn of 1994 I decided that Moscow was not a great place to raise a family, daughters Rachel and Alexandra having been born in 1987 and 1990, respectively.

I left Coudert in 2001 to join a start-up merchant bank, then returned to law firm practice in 2005, first at Swidler Berlin and then at Bingham McCutcheon as a result of a merger. I joined my current firm, Reitler Kailas & Rosenblatt, in 2007. Our practice here is primarily related to venture capital, either representing start-ups or the VC funds and other investors. I handle the bank financings and mergers and acquisitions.

Our son is now in real estate private equity (having spent another three years in Asia), Rachel got her Master of Fine Arts at Duke last year and is a struggling artist, while Alexandra works for a not-for-profit. Deborah and I live in Rye, New York (big house with one empty floor at this point!), and I still commute to the City most days. We also have a place in Vail, Colorado where we love to ski in the winter and just relax in the summer. Golf is my other passion.

Work got in the way of my attending the Reunion, but if we do it again I will be there!

Semper Fi,
David Boillot

Bradstreet, Bern (BFB), 1st Platoon

Bradstreet, Bern (BFB), 1st Platoon

Hard to believe it’s been 48 years since TBS. I came to TBS from the NROTC program at Harvard. I had always wanted to be a Marine Pilot and the NROTC program was a great way to join two goals. Being a Marine pilot and going to Harvard. Both have been great experiences.

At OCS I met a number of folks who have become lifelong friends. Drew Ley and I have been together through much of our mutual experiences from OCS through TBS, Pilot training, Iwakuni, and the Reserves at South Weymouth. I flew A-4s for 16 years was an Air Combat Tactics Instructor among other things and met a gang of outstanding people.

I met my wife Carol in high school and we have been together since. She is the light of my life along with my three Children. Josh was a Cobra pilot, now a Major in the reserves. Barret is a Major and infantry officer. He is now CO of the Arizona Recruiting office. Kenley our daughter is a Vice President at Buzzfeed in NYC. Josh and Barret both had multiple deployments and saw lots of action.

After active duty I returned to Boston to attend Harvard Business School. Since Graduation I have spent over 30 years in the high tech industry with positions in general management, consulting and strategic advisory in Information Technology. Positions held include CEO, COO, Executive Vice President, Principal Strategic Advisor, Managing Partner, VP Business Development, CFO and Division and Subsidiary General Manager.

The experiences include developing and managing strategic relationships and international agreements. My responsibilities included the development and execution of strategic and tactical plans with full P&L responsibility. This included developing budgets for product development, marketing, sales, and finance. Outstanding results have been achieved in high growth, start-up, and turnaround situations. My experience includes developing and implementing highly successful and innovative strategies for the marketing and sales of new technologies, products and services.

I have worked with the following organizations as either an employee or client: First Chicago, Prime Computer, Envox AB, Kurzweil AI, Primus Systems, BCB Consulting, Brooktrout Software, Sonexis, HPSC, Volt Information Sciences, AT&T, Verizon, GE, UMass Medical, Mass General, Walgreens, Rite Aid, Telenor, Xerox, Fuji-Xerox, and many more. Looking forward to the reunion.

Brahmstadt, Cliff (CAB), 1st Platoon

Brahmstadt, Cliff (CAB), 1st Platoon

It never hurts to ask. When I was at the Naval Academy, one of my instructors, a Marine Major, knowing that I planned to go Marine Corps, really pitched to the merits of the field artillery. So when I arrived at TBS, I was convinced that field artillery was my future. TBS seemed to think otherwise. When our MOS assignments came out, there it was, “03”. Not bad, that was my alternate choice, but I still asked our company executive officer if there was any possibility that the assignment could be reconsidered. Of course the answer was “No,” but when my orders came, behold, it was off to Ft Sill for Field Artillery School.

After mastering gunnery using the standard NATO system, it was off to Viet Nam and 3rd 155 Guns, which used the old American system. It was time to learn all over again, OJT. Six months later, I was off to K/3/7 as forward observer, where my company commander was Fred Fagan. He was on the TBS faculty and a 1st classman in my company during my plebe year at the Naval Academy.

Then it was back to Ft Sill as an instructor in the Field Artillery School and the on to the Field Artillery Officers’ Advanced Course. Following that, it was off to Okinawa. After four years at the Field Artillery School as instructor and student, 3rd MarDiv decided that I would make a good amtrak company commander. Again, it never hurts to ask. That night while waiting for my orders to be cut the next day, I talked to one of the artillery battalion commanders who had also been on the Ft Sill faculty. The next day my orders were changed from amtraks to 1/10 as S-3 and later battery commander.

My active duty time was rounded out with a tour as I&I with I/3/14 in Reading, PA, and with 1/10 at Camp Lejeune as S-4 and XO.

In 1979, I transferred to the Marine Corps Reserve and served in various units including 3rd Bn, 14 Marines, and PP&O Reserve Augmentation Unit, HQMC, which was my first assignment that was not in an artillery unit after 18 years. I was called back to extended active duty during the 1st Gulf War and retired from the Marine Corps reserves with the rank of Colonel in 1995.

After leaving active duty, I completed an MBA at Lehigh University and was employed in the auto battery industry. Then, I started a corn based snack food company with several partners. We later sold the operation to a regional company, Bachman Foods. I continued with Bachman as plant manager and later Director of Operations and Chairman of the Corn Technology Committee for the Snack Food Association. I then joined Sara Lee Foods as manager of North East Distribution and retired from there in 2011.

My interests center around working outdoors, gardening, trail maintenance at nearby state parks, and maintenance work at the local arboretum. I am also a member of the Greater Reading World Affairs Counsel and Alvernia University Seniors College.

My wife, Sharon has been by my side through it all, from the first day of TBS. We have two children, David and Carrie, and 3 wonderful granddaughters.

Brinson, James Albert Jr. (Jimmy), 1st Platoon

Brinson, James Albert Jr. (Jimmy), 1st Platoon

31 December 1944 – 12 October 2006
Millen Cemetery, GA 30442

Colonel James Albert Brinson, Jr. was born on 31 December 1944 to James A. Brinson Sr. and Frances Lovett Brinson. A native of Savannah, GA, he had one brother, Bobby. He was a retired colonel of the U.S. Marine Corps and spent the last 10 years of his life in Buford, GA. He served in Vietnam, and was awarded several medals, including two purple hearts. Col. Brinson married Donna Brinson of Buford, and they had a son, Christopher J. Brinson and a daughter, Kimberly. Col. Brinson was a member of the Masonic Lodge 242 and a member of the Celebration Baptist Church in Hoschton. He had two grandchildren, Charlie Britton and Jack Britton. He died suddenly on 12 October 2006 at the age of 61. Colonel Brinson was interred at the Millen Cemetery with full military honors.

USMC Resume: The Basic School Class 1-68 Alpha Company, 1st Platoon, Jun-Nov 1967
Purple Heart x2