PFC.
JOHN WARD KIRCHNER
Born
on Sept. 25, 1949
From LA CROSSE, WISCONSIN
Casualty was on May 27, 1969
in QUANG NAM, SOUTH VIETNAM
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(Photo from: "Vietnam: One Week's Dead"
LIFE Magazine, Vol. 66, No. 25, June 27, 1969)
Pfc.
John Kirchner served with the
3rd Battalion, 5th Marines, Mike Company. He was Killed In Action
during Operation PIPESTONE CANYON.His name stands proud on the Mike 3/5 Wall of
Honor alongside the Marines he fought and died with. Semper Fi,
Brother Marine. We will never forget.
OPERATION
PIPESTONE CANYON
MAY 1969
Mike
Company marched from An Hoa, (My Son 1 actually), to Goi Noi Island
to join the rest of the Division. On the first day of the march, they
hit a heavily booby-trapped area. PFC. Kirchner was walking point
about 50 meters in front of the column.
We
had always been told if you hit a trip wire or trigger a mine, drop
to the ground immediately. Explosives blow up and out in a cone pattern,
if you are lying flat close to the center, you stand a very good chance
of survival.
Kirchner
tripped a booby-trapped 175mm. artillery round, he had a second or
two to drop and save his life. Instead of thinking of himself, he
turned and screamed for the company to drop and take cover. He was
still standing, trying to save his fellow Marines, when the trap exploded.
He died instantly, his unselfish actions probably saved many others,
but it cost him his life. He was, and is a Hero in the truest sense
of the word. ~ Grady Rainbow, M Co. 3/5
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Semper
fidelis, Brother
John,
I didn't know you, but I was only 20 feet away from you when it happened.
My fireteam from Mike2Bravo was attached with you going out on an
OP. My fire team consisting of Derrick Stockhausen, Bill Hegwood
( later killed in the Que Son mountain range at the tail end of Pipestone
Canyon), our radioman (I can't remember his name), and myself was
going on an OP with the First Platoon.
We
were walking on the right flank when a tremendous explosion occurred
on our left. I lay on the ground, knocked out from the concussion,
not feeling my body or anything. It seemed like 15 minutes, but it
must have been only seconds when I came to. We had not been more than
20 or 30 feet away, just luckily on the backside of the blast. The
next few minutes were crazy!
We
(my fire team) were told to fall back to the tail end, and prepare
to drop off. I remember hearing the next booby trap going off when
the LT for the 1st, and his radioman, got it. You will always be a
part of me. Semper Fi!
~Chris
Hamner ~
M Co. 3/5
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