From: Ben517@aol.com
Sent: Saturday, February 17, 2007 8:55 PM
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Subject: MAIL CALL NO. 1271 517TH PRCT - FEBRUARY 16, 2007
70  Pleasant St. Cohasset, MA.02025  *781 383 0215 * Mail Call : Ben Barrett  Ben517@aol.com
 
I had a phone conversation today with Merle McMorrow. His experience as past president, treasurer and Thunderbolt  editor is an valuable asset that we will be able to use as a guide for us to build on at the Washington reunion .
 
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Washington Reunion June 28-July 2 . All rooms for early arrivals are taken.   Banquet Sunday July 1. Depart Monday  July 2
Ben

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Reunions 2007:
                            Palm Springs, CA Mini-Reunion             April 15 - 20

                            Washington, DC National Reunion   June 27 - July 2

Click on these Links for Forms and Information


 Click on http://517prct.org/auxiliary/ to find the mission of the Auxiliary and an enrollment form

Bob Christie
 
Ben, I just received a letter From Fred Brown in which he tells of his wife Verda's death. The complete letter will be in the next Thunderbolt!  Fred doesn't have access to e-mail.  If any one would like to express condolences to him, I would be glad to include them in the next issue which will be mailed in March.  Bob

Howard Hensleigh
 
Note to Bill Goswick -- I have a picture of G Company taken at Camp Mackall.  These were official pictures taken of all of the companies of the 517th.   Your uncle Jesse is in it if he was not on furlough.  I remember him from my few months with G Company because he stood out as a good soldier.  This is a picture that many G Co. men should have.  I might be able to send it to Ben if he does not have one already. Howard Hensleigh

Walt Smith
 
  Ben, how grand you are as an intermediary for the lost, forlorn, needy or whatever.  Peanie and myself are volunteers on a part time basis, but you are unselfishly full time as a servant to mankind (and womankind).   Anyway,  just a hopefully encouraging note to Michou for Gene Mars.
 
    Gene Mars, we understand your inclinations to withdraw since most of us have lost loved ones, but we must appeal to you to reconnect with us for we have a need also.  Our numbers are dwindling with almost daily demise of old 517th members and you, my friend, were such a happy and giving person at many past reunions.  We also owe a debt to you for the friendship we sorely miss.  Thanks to Michou and Ben517 for the updates on dear Gene Mars,
Walter w Smith HQ 1st

Jim Royer
 
Ben, we have sent our hotel reservations to the Doubletree and our
registration information to the AFR, Inc. Thanks to Merle and Morris
who, both sent me a set of the forms. We plan to arrive on Thursday
afternoon, and to attend several of the events that would not require
much walking. We are looking forward to seeing  everyone after missing
our reunions the past two years due to our health. Since I have an extra
set of forms, if anyone needs them, just let me know and I will send
them.
Thanks, again, to Merle and Morris for their assistance.
                                         Jim Royer

Bill Goswick
 
Ben,
Can you put me in touch with anyone who would remember my Uncle Jesse Goswick. I'm trying to find where he went to boot camp, jump school, when he join the 517th, if he had ribbons other than the Purple Heart.
Thanks, Bill

Lory Curtis
 
Ben,
      A big thanks to Howard Hensleigh about what happened to the 517th at the end of the war. Great information.  Thank you so much.

Lory Curtis, son of Bud Curtis, HQ, 1st BN.

Boom Boom Alicki
 
An Open Letter from Ben Stein
 

  02/02/2007

 

  Dear Soldiers, Sailors, Airmen, Marines, National Guard, Reservists, in Iraq, in the Middle East theater, in Afghanistan, in the area near Afghanistan, in any base anywhere in the world, and your families:

 

  Let me tell you about why you guys own about 90 percent of the backbone in the whole world right now and should be happy with yourselves and proud of whom you are.

 

   It was a dazzlingly hot day here in Rancho Mirage today. I did small errands like going to the bank to pay my mortgage, finding a new bed at a price I can afford, practicing driving with my new 5 wood, paying bills for about two hours. I spoke for a long time to a woman who is going through a nasty child custody fight. I got e-mails from a woman who was fired today from her job for not paying attention. I read about multi-billion-dollar mergers in Europe, Asia, and the Mideast. I noticed how overweight I am, for the millionth time. In other words, I did a lot of nothing.

 

   Like every other American who is not in the armed forces family, I basically just rearranged the deck chairs on the Titanic in my trivial, self-important, meaningless way.

 

   Above all, I talked to a friend of more than forty-three years who told me he thought his life had no meaning because all he did was count his money. And, friends in the armed forces, this is the story of all of America today. We are doing nothing but treading water while you guys carry on the life or death struggle against worldwide militant Islamic terrorism. Our lives are about nothing: paying bills, going to humdrum jobs, waiting until we can go to sleep and then do it all again. Our most vivid issues are trivia compared with what you do every day, every minute, every second.

 

   Oprah Winfrey talks a lot about "meaning" in life. For her, "meaning" is dieting and then having her photo on the cover of her magazine every single month (surely a new world record for egomania). This is not "meaning."

 

  Meaning is doing for others.

 

  Meaning is risking your life for others.

 

  Meaning is putting your bodies and families' peace of mind on the line to defeat some of the most evil, sick killers the world has ever known.

 

   Meaning is leaving the comfort of home to fight to make sure that there still will be a home for your family and for your nation and for free men and women everywhere.

 

  Look, soldiers and Marines and sailors and airmen and Coast Guardsmen, there are six billion people in this world. The whole fate of this world turns on what you people, 1.4 million, more or less, do every day. The fate of mankind depends on what about 2/100 of one percent of the people in this world do every day and you are those people. And joining you is every policeman, fireman, and Emergency Medical Technician in the country, also holding back the tide of chaos.

   Do you know how important you are? Do you know how indispensable you are? Do you know how humbly grateful any of us who has a head on his shoulders is to you? Do you know that if you never do another thing in your lives, you will always still be heroes? That we could live without Hollywood or Wall Street or the NFL, but we cannot live for a week without you?

 

  We are on our knees to you and we bless and pray for you every moment.

 

  And Oprah Winfrey, if she were a size two, would not have one millionth of your importance, and all of the Wall Street billionaires will never mean what the least of you do, and if Barry Bonds hits hundreds of home runs it would not mean as much as you going on one patrol or driving one truck to the Baghdad airport.


 
   You are everything to us, as we go through our little days, and you are in the prayers of the nation and of every decent man and woman on the planet. That's who you are and what you mean. I hope you know that.

 

  Love,

 

  Ben Stein