I hope it is not inappropriate for me add a persnal rememberance of my uncle, Master Sergeant Roy Vizuete. My uncle was a highly decorated carreer military man. He served in both WW II and the Korean War. Born in a small village in Spain, he fell in love with his adopted country and considered it an honor and privilege to serve America. He was taken prisoner in both wars and earned 2 Purple Hearts, numerous campaign medals and 2 Bronze medals for valor. At some point, he became an American citizen, which was the proudest day of his life. Early in the Korean War on a day in January of 1950, he was taken prisoner by the North Koreans and was eventually murdered by a Korean guard on October 31,1950. That date was the day I was born. My family had no body to bury and no remains have ever been found. He was so looking forward to my birth. My dad was his youngest brother and they were very close. I never met pmy uncle Roy but I will meet him in heaven on some fine day. Until I do, I have vowed to recall his supreme sacrifice and thank God such man was born. May those who have lost loved ones find comfort and peace and take pride that these men and women are forever remembered.
Thanks for your story.