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Boot Chiefs: John F. Rabbitt & Chuck Newell

Have you ever been to SEA FLOAT in CaMau Peninsula Vietnam? Numbah Ten!

Thomas J. Valentine died in Parachute Accident 2/2008

Doc; Dick Pearson I am sending these photos of Henry Tindall RIP. I hope it is a long time before you receive my obit.
Share with all teammates. R.P. Rio's Note: Thank you very much Dick.

The West Coast Fifty's (1950) Frogmen by Donald Belcher: mailto: popeye5 [at] insightbb.com

Harry Tindall; taken on an APD somewhere off Japan in 1953, I believe. Photo by: Lee Hughs.

From: susierauch [at] aol.com
Sent: Thursday, February 14, 2008
To: tfrank [at] cox.net
Subject: Harry Tindal

Hi Frank,
I just found out that Harry Tindall Passed away on January 20, 2008. I do not have any other info. I am in Nevada with the Grandkids and can't figure out how to send out from my address book.
Will you please forward this on the guys. I would appreciate it.
Thanks,
Susie

Terry,

I think it takes a Bosun Mate, not an ET, to master the art of coffee brewing. Why just look what a grand job Dad Warren did running the coffee mess the final six-months he was in the Navy!
Hoo Yah!
John

Terry Fowler wrote:
I learned a lot from Harry, but was unable to man the coffee mess. When I was due to get out in 1968, it was traditional to spend the last week taking care of the coffee mess. Now I didn't and still don't drink coffee so I tried to follow Harry's instructions closely knowing that coffee was a very big deal to most of the Team.

I brewed up my first batch on my own and Harry came by to inspect. He took a sip, tasted it carefully, and told me "You know you can't make it too strong. If a man wants it a little weaker, he can always add hot water."

I said "Aye Aye Chief", and the next morning added a couple extra measures to the coffee pot. Harry came by to inspect, sipped the coffee, and got a very sour look on his face. After a bit he said, "Fowler, don't bother with the coffee from now on." And my internship at the coffee locker came to an end.
Terry Fowler

-----Original Message-----
From: Franklin Anderson
Sent: Friday, February 15, 2008
To: Frank Toms;
Subject:
Re: Another Icon done gone

Harry broke in many young frogs when they first came into the team; They learned what the Frogs were all about. Harry was the TEAM ELEVEN Master at Arms for many years and kept the team running like a well oiled machine. You could set your watch on when he would arrive in the morning and make sure the coffee was brewing. He reserved the weekends for washing his car and mowing his lawn--He was a perfectionist and passed these traits on to the men. He was one of the best examples of a "TRUE FROG" that you could find. Back in 1957 Harry was one of Two BM-s to make Chief in the entire USN. GOD BLESS HIM -

Franklin -----

Original Message -----
From: Frank Toms
To: Al C. Sent: Friday, February 15, 2008
Subject: Another Icon done gone

RIP Harry……………the first Master Chief I ever saw. He was all about being a good Frog, PT, running, sunning, volley ball and gardening. He started many young Frogs on landscaping careers. It looks like he and Doc Williams passed on the same day. A sad day for all Frogs and SEALs.

Frank

Billy Burank and Billy

Isaac George“Ike” Rodriguez TM2(SEAL) ST-4 KIA Panama

Damien Rio Vasquez, Godson of Doc Riojas

Doc Riojas,

Thank you. Although I did know Pepper Tagle just by virtue of being around he team areas; we never really worked or spent any time together. However, if I may remember Isaac “Ike” Rodriguez to you all at Teams PML, it would be my honor and privilege. I inherited Ike as a TM2 (I think he was a PO2 at the time) when I was assigned to the Weapons Department at SDV Team TWO in November of 1987. He was one of my Techs for the Eight Boat and command small arms. He and Tony Gilles another of my TMs were both hell bent on becoming SEALs. They were both good kids and I helped move their requests up through the C-o-C for approval.

Some of the background on Ike: I goes back to one day with the WEAPS Gang back in the shop shooting the breeze as I’m sure you all can relate. I don’t recall the exact sequence of our discussion but there were two overriding points to it: (1) we discussed MOH recipients and (2) Ike’s intense motivation for wanting to become a SEAL; he being basically a land lubber from Eagle Pass, TX. However the discussion went, the discussion came around to the last MOH awarded for the Viet Nam by President Reagan back in 1981. I had remembered the occasion because of the circumstances surrounding it; an SF Sergeant who had gone into a hot LZ to pull out an encircled Recon Team single-handed and that because of all the wounds he’d suffered all the Detachment had thought he’d died. They’d managed a to get him a Distinguished Service Cross before he was sent to Saigon and out. Ike informed me that that Sergeant, subsequently a Master Sergeant, Roy Benavidez was a relative ( second or third cousin) and that the story of Roy Benavidez was the source of his motivation. I couldn’t argue against such a role model and I knew Ike’s work ethic.

Webmaster's NOTE: THe book: "Medal of Honor, A Vietnam Warrior's Story" by M. Sgt. Roy P. Benavidez, USA, SF (Ret) and John R. Craig

I left SDVT-2 in Jan 1989 and Ike and Tony finally got their orders to BUD/S and graduated. I don’t recall how long they had been at ST-4 before Operation Just Cause and the Paitilla Airfield op on Dec. 18, 1989; I just know that we lost Ike and three others that day; LT. John P. Conners, ENC Donald L. McFaul, and BM1 Chris Tilghman. Don McFaul I’d know from my ST-1 tour 83 – 85.

I can only hope that these few short sentences remembered Ike well. May they all be remembered well by their Teammates, families, loved ones and friends.

Dave Tezza
BUD/S 106

GulfCoast SEALs

Mc Carthy and Riojas 1990

McCarthy & Riojas 2007

Bill Hamilton Jerry Hammerle John Muckle

. by: Erasmo "Doc" Riojas

UDT East Coast click on image to enlarge it.
&nb see Sam Bailey? Jesse Hardy Class 29

Jake Rhinebolt, Phippsburg MA 2004

Jump Pay was $55.00 a month.

Email From : Richard "Demo Dick" Marcinko To : Doc Riojas

While scrolling thru the pics so far here's names I found missing. You may not have added them due to space or too tired at the time...(senior citizen disease)..haha

Page #2 Jerry hammerle ( rite above Ollie).

IBS drop..I think he was one of the riggers; Jeerry "??? I think, Jim Fox & I were the first to do the IBS drop out of the UDTY/21 then UDT 22 riggers loft.

Under PR training class pic..Gov Janus..aka Jessse Ventura

Next to MOH Kerry , Chuck LeMoyne
/s/ Richard

Doc Rio's NOTE: Thank you CDR Marcinko aka: "Demo Dick" then aka: Rogue Warrior.

click on photo for some of his books.

ROGUE WARRIOR: "Deplaning for his first combat assignment, he writes, he inhaled deeply and "knew instantly that I was going to like Vietnam a whole lot." He revels in "the wonderful lethal odor of cordite wafting over me" and tells us that after one particularly hairy action, "I dreamt of warm women and cold beer."

sitting, Doc Rio and LDNN class in Camh Ranh Bay 'Nam

left: Jack Schultz

Rio

We have a ass hole in our DAV post getting Compensation for PTSD-- he was a seaman aboard a ship in the far east and a Russian plane was seen flying within eyesight of his ship. He says he still has bad dreams because of the incident.

They are considering giving the Purple Heart for PTSD which will open up another can of worms, it will take funds from other areas where they are really needed- and will degrade the Purple Heart to a so what status

If everyone were honest and above board in their actions and thoughts that would be one thing but too many people lie through their ass attempting to gain compensation for something that never happened which makes it even more difficult for men with real injuries to obtain what is justly due them.

Guys with real PTSD get compensation and help anyway Mostly Army guys Why do some think they should have the Purple Heart?

Back when UDT training was what it was and Tom Blais and Chuck Newell were training instructors. Every man they trained could claim PTS after training but never would ever do it.

I am telling you for real if TB or CN ever looked into your face and saw fear caused by the training you would wish you were dead because they would Give you some personal instruction. If you got through that the PTSD would have never mattered and you would never ever get it because you had already had it and never wanted any of it again.

The thing about their personal instruction is that those who got it behind them and stuck it out could always be relied on to never quit or be effected by tough times-- When Blais would get pissed and his face turned red and his eyes dilated and his teeth clenched then he would smile. You knew you were in for something you never dreamed of happening to your little self.

There was one guy in my class the got crossed up with TB someway and when he realized it he ran away, went over the hill, hauled ass. and we never saw him again--and at the time I couldn't blame him-- we all knew he was going to be dead meat and if he came through it he would always be demented.

We had a another guy in my class who had four years service and was a seaman (E3 if you don't remember). this guy had been stationed on Naval Air bases and had always worked in the gym and weight room, when he went aboard a carrier he took care of the weight room and ran around the flight deck. To look at him you would think he was Charles Atlas.

This guy got crossed up with CN and for a couple of day survived but one day Newell walked up to him and told him he was going to run him to death--This guy was no push over either and the next run we were on he knew what was coming up and faked a pass out, We had just had some class on physiology and the word medulla oblongota (medulla)was mentioned, anyway when they brought him around he told them his medulla oblongota was swollen up and he couldn't breathe.

Blais and Newell and Wadell went high order then made some of the guys drag him out into the surf and then made the whole class run over him--They said if anyone that didn't get a Boon Doctor on his ass they would wish they had, and they meant it too!

We never saw this guy again. The Ambulance came and hauled him away then they ran us down the beach and up down ever sand dune until there were guys strung out for miles-- then the Jeep got between the pack and the stragglers and that night the stragglers were kept up squat jumping until muster the next morning.

Once you got in deep like that it made every day harder and harder until there was nothing left, you could only hope for a week end so you could recover well enough to make it through the next week. Just sharing memories---

Fred Miller

Webmaster's NOTE: He is one of my best friends. Fred was WIA in 'nam. He was shot through the femur of one of his legs and damn near lost it. He was medically discharged. He rehabilitated himself while a civilian, and although he had one leg shorter than the other one attempted to rejoin the Navy and was declined. The U.S.Army accepted him and he retired as a Major. He was the foremost knowlegable weapons officer in the USA and is now a Gunsmith in Iowa.

"Roy Boehm (1st SEAL) Said That"

To Doc Rio,

I will not comment on the amount of incoming each of the people you have mentioned have seen. I would not recognize delayed Stress Syndrome; if I fell over it, so far from what I have observed if you cry and need mommy's comfort and protection, can't find a job, can't hold a job, suck on drugs, and dive under the couch when a car backfires your lazy ass was lying on while holding a can of kickapoo joy juice as a pacifier.

This is a good indicator that you have not been in combat and have stolen Valor, and defaced a true Man-O-Warsman. As a veterans employment representative for the State of Florida I found the best cure for their ailment to be the exposure of their DD 240. assisted by cutting off their unemployment compensation.

Just a little known fact about my post service life. It was the Pompano Florida office for about ten years.

Now for the picture you requested
Roy Said that

Your Pad is ready,Freddy

Composed especially for Erasmo Riojas,

on 06/03/07 by Thomas E. Blais

As said last night at eleven

You called while I was in heaven

Still, I was not in the least upset

Yet, a rhyme or two I could not beget.

I was delighted to hear your tone

As it travled from phone to phone

your words were calm and nice

Not designed to entrap or intice.

You refered to a, perhaps ethos affair

Were you serious; are we going there

My home would have to be a fort

To entertain such an exotic sport.,

What the hell, why not change our luck

We will use my beat up old truck

Driving into the devil's black night

Our chant may stimulate a grand fight.

Of course this ditty was written in jest

But, the words, no less, straight from the vest.

I'll look after you team mate; never fear

Your welcomed visit is fully secure.

Tom Blais "with finesse!"

Mrs. Cindy Bassett Jessie Ventura Layton "King" Bassett

Erasmo "Doc" Riojas

Jerry "Inadian":Sweezy and Family

A.Dee Clark

Joe works with the Houston TX Police Dept.

Pat Martin & Billy Burbank

Rio in Hollywood, CA.

John F. Rabbitt LT. Conner J.F. Rabbitt ST-2

By all accounts, Scott Helvenston (SEAL), who joined Blackwater in March 2004, was well prepared for security work. He had been a Navy SEAL instructor and was a world class athlete. But he was in debt and Blackwater's pay -- about $600 a day -- was a chief reason for signing on for a two-month contract. He told a friend he expected to be guarding Paul Bremer, head of the Coalition Provisional Authority. But he never met Bremer. Blackwater had a new contract with a catering company, ESS, and they were scrambling to find new guards.

A final e-mail -- Written on the eve of his departure for the mission, it's addressed to Blackwater officials. He complains about last-minute changes in pulling the team together and some problems with a team member. But he declares his resolve to stick with the mission.
A Blackwater colleague pays tribute -- In a letter written to Helvenston's family after his death, she writes about the kind of man he was and his attitude toward his job in Iraq.
Read Helvenston's full story -- "Scotty Bod Grows Up" -- as reported in the Raleigh News & Observer's special series on the Fallujah killings, "The Bridge." (Note: Free registration required for this series.)

WHAT: Ron Quear Memorial Breakfast
WHERE: Washingtonville VFW Post 5532, 575 Leetonia Road, Washingtonville
WHEN: From 8 a.m.-noon, Saturday, Feb. 3
WHY: Proceeds will help family toward medical costs for late cancer victim Ron Quear

SALEM — If you stood in line at the Salem Post Office, you probably saw or were waited on by Ron Quear.
He was the tall and big fellow with dark, neatly cropped hair, a mustache and wearing glasses.
He would send an acknowledging smile out in front of a relaxed “I can take you over here” greeting.
Not that others didn’t have it, just that his helpful demeanor came across stronger and that pretty much said it as far as customers were concerned.
Longtime co-worker Gene Smith said, “Everyone will remember Ron most for his outgoing, friendly service.”
Few people knew that this 57-year-old gentleman, who died on Jan. 17, had been fighting cancer for 10 years.
Even fewer knew that he was a 20-year U.S. Navy veteran, served two tours of duty in Vietnam, was awarded the Purple Heart and was also a member of the U.S. Navy SEALs.
SEALs is the acronym for the Sea, Air and Land (SEAL) forces — the elite Special Operations Forces (or Special forces) of the navy.
They are deployed in unconventional warfare, guerrilla warfare, foreign internal defense, direct action, counter-terrorism, and special reconnaissance operations.
Ron was a New Castle, Pa. native, graduate of Mohawk High School and loved the outdoors.
His obituary said he was “a true outdoorsman and enjoyed hunting and fishing.”
He began working for the postal service five years after retiring from the navy in 1989 and was assigned to the Salem Branch while residing in North Jackson.
Ron was father, grandfather, brother and husband who waged a long, costly battle with cancer.

Donnie Raimon Feffrey A. Lucas Joseph C. Schwedler

Matthew J. Bourgeois Ryan Zinke Ted Alexander

Capt.Bill Hamilton RADM R. Harward RADM Robert Harward

8 SEALs KIAs, Mitchell Hall (SEAL)

Who is Mike Lumpkin?

"Snake" Seth Stone

Joseph Kernan Doug Brown

Zach Riley

Tom Rancich SEAL CPO

Jack "Doc" Salts

George and Sally Monsoor

Tom Carroll

Perfecto "Ray" Ramos Harry Constance, Rinney, Robert "Eagle" Gallagher

TC Cummings - Master Coach TC Cummings, former U.S. Navy Seal Commando, honors the standards and philosophies embraced by Jim Rohn. TC has an exceptional history of overcoming adversities. His story begins in New York, where at age 16, he assumed sole responsibility of his own financial support. Through 8 years as an Operator and Corpsman in the elite U.S. Navy commando SEAL Teams, he traveled the world learning communication and teamwork on the cutting edge. His 6 plus years of working with individuals and corporations in professional coaching and speaking infuses his presentations with energy and insight.
To learn more about TC Cummings, email speaker@yoursuccessstore.com or call 877-929-0439.

Captain Frank K. Butler, M.D.http://www.special-operations-technology.com:80/article.cfm?DocID=743

Dick Couch, a 1967 graduate of the U.S. Naval Academy and former platoon commander of SEAL Team One, conducted one of the only successful POW rescues of the Vietnam War. He later served as a maritime operations officer with the CIA. Now living on Bainbridge Island in Puget Sound, Couch is a captain in the Naval Reserve and recently retired from his duties as senior serving reserve SEAL officer. This is his fourth novel.

Jeffrey Allen Lucas. Electronics Technician First Class, U.S. Navy (SEAL). Born 17th September,1971, killed in action June 28,2005 in Afghanistan. While on a mission to rescue 4 Navy SEALS who were surrounded and under intense enemy fire, members of the Army Special Forces, SEAL Delivery Team One, and SEAL Team 10's task was to remove the trapped SEALS from danger. An enemy RPG struck the rescue helicopter killing all 16 on board. Three SEALs on the ground died and one SEAL, was wounded and was rescued. To Jeff, this mission was a success, although it cost him his life, it saved the life of a brother SEAL. Ever since the 4th Grade Jeff believed he would become a SEAL, because they were the best. To his credit and memory he achieved this goal graduating from Basic Underwater Demolition SEAL class 191 in January 1994. The news of Jeff;s death struck hard in the small communities of Corbett and Aims, Oregon where he went to school and lived until graduation from High School. I knew him since he was a child, growing up to be a marksman by shooting mice with a BB gun. Practicing RECON by sneeking into Trout Creek Bible Camp, and making away with some campers candy. Dedication, determination, a sense of humor, that we all enjoyed and miss. He loved Golf, but I was told he was the worst golfer there ever was, but that was his game. With 10 years as a Navy SEAL, Jeff left this world to be with the Almighty, who needed a good man, husband, father, son and grandson.

--Anonymous , Mosier, OR (submitted on May 14, 2007)

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