SP4 ENNIS EUGENE CROW

ENNIS EUGENE CROW

Daniel Quick
bcq55@yahoo.com
We went to Jr high school together
517 East Kiva Hobbs NM 88240 Lea
A friend lost
Eugene keep everyone around him laughing and always had his drum sticks with him beating out a rhythm on everything. I couldn't understand why he joined the army,to die when your 20 years old and so full of life is beyond me ,and there were so many who lost there life for nothing!I will never understand it. Not one human life is worth any war and so many died,I was one of the lucky ones who made it back. God Bless Ennis Eugene Crow and all the Americans who gave all!
Apr 15, 2012

Shawn Crow
1randall@windstream.net
Niece
Carlsbad NM 88220 USA
My Uncle
I am just so amazed and honored that my uncle was thought of as such. I have often wondered how he was killed. I still have his letters that he sent from there and could tell by his writing how shaken he was from this war. I want all those that served to know...you are ALL unsung heroes!!!
May 30, 2011

Tommy Fort
imafort@yahoo.com
Friend
Midland TX 79703 USA
Never Forgotten
I'm proud to see the comments here about my friend, Eugene Crow. I was in Jr. High, He was in High School. He was always friendly to me and treated me like a friend, although we were years apart in age. He was a personal friend of my family, and we were all saddened by his passing. He was the first person I knew who went to Viet Nam, and the first to die. Gone but not forgotten...
May 17, 2011

Ronnie Humphreys
High School and football team mate
Midland Tx
Always remembered and all that knew Eugene will never forget him.
One of Lovington's finest, will always be remembered for his big smile and as a standup guy. Quick whit and sincere friendship reminds me of how greatful I am for having known him.
Jan 31, 2010

Joseph� Hargis
jphargis@verizon.net
friend
Chino Hills, CA., 91709, USA
Another Unsung Hero
On New Year�s Day, 1968, an ambush patrol was sent out, from A/3/22/25th, Infantry, Fire, Support, Base Burt. That patrol made contact, with the lead element of a battalion size, NVA., force and began, to take heavy fire. I was an M-60, machine gunner and deployed my gun, to a position flanking the point, where, we made contact. I began to lay down, heavy return fire. Ennis Eugene Crow and Abel Stroud were, both carrying additional belts of ammo, for my M-60. Both, of these men, at great personal risk, moved across the field of fire to keep me supplied, with ammo. After putting out a few hundred rounds, we drew heavy return fire, on our position. Crow was struck, in the head and Stroud, took multiple hits, to the chest. I personally checked, both men and they were killed immediately, by the hits they took. Our patrol withdrew back, to the fire, support base. The firefight continued, all, that night. The bodies, of Crow and Stroud were recovered, the following morning. These men were never acknowledged, for their actions and the risks, they took. They were the only two men, to perish, in this initial contact. They were good men and they were my friends! So much, for the leadership that could not acknowledge, their sacrifice.
Sep 16, 2009

Byron Beasley
byron@buckeyeinc.com
Friend - MACV 1971-72
Midland Texas USA
"Never Forgotten"
Eugene was a funny guy. He was 4 years older than me but he graduated with my older brothers. I can remember a lot of stories about him. The last time I talked to him he was home on leave before heading over to Viet Nam. I recently discovered that he was killed in the "Battle of Firebase Burt". I have always thought of Eugene as a genuine hero. He was one of Lovington's finest young men who made the ultimate sacrifice. It was an honor to have known him - "Those of us who knew him will never forget him"
Jan 2, 2008

Manuel�Pino Bco 2/8th 1st Cav 68-69
mpjr54@msn.com
Fellow Vietnam Army Vet
A/3/22 Inf Rgt, 25 Inf Div

The young dead soldiers do not speak.
Nevertheless, they are heard in the still houses:
who has not heard them?
They have a silence that speaks for them at night
and when the clock counts.
They say: We were young. We have died.
Remember us.
They say: We have done what we could
but until it is finished it is not done.
They say: We have given our lives but until it is finished
no one can know what our lives gave.
They say: Our deaths are not ours: they are yours,
they will mean what you make them.
They say: Whether our lives and our deaths were for
peace and a new hope or for nothing we cannot say,
it is you who must say this.
We leave you our deaths. Give them their meaning.
We were young, they say. We have died; remember us.
by Archibald MacLeish,
1892-1982, American Poet
Apr 28, 2007

Sandy S
None
Not Forgotten
Thank you, for making the ultimate sacrifice, for our country. You, are not forgotten.
Sunday, January 02, 2005