For some reason, I searched around the other day to see if an old former employer was still around - Annandale Marine in northern Virginia. I did a brief stint there as a motorcycle mechanic before I finished college many years ago. Guess they aren’t around, so I searched with the owner’s name, Colonel Meyers.
I either didn’t know or maybe I only vaguely recall that Col. Meyers was a Medal of Honor recipient. That was long ago and I was young...
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2005/11/22/AR2005112201830.html
Tomorrow at 1:00 pm, we’re burying my good friend. Tom was a World War II veteran. He enlisted in the Army November 30, 1942 and was discharged December 20, 1945. During his years of service he received the Good Conduct Medal, European Theatre Ribbon, American Theatre Ribbon, two oak leaf clusters, as well as the Distinguished Unit Citation for serving with the first platoon, Company L, 351st Infantry, 88th Division, during the Rome-Arno campaign in Italy. He also received three Purple Hearts. One for being hit by shrapnel from an 88 millimeter shell in the back, another for having his arm and shoulder shattered and the third when his intestines ruptured from the concussion of a huge shell explosion. He prided himself on never having killed a German who was willing to surrender. Alot of them didn’t. He gave my son his first hunting rifle and likely influenced his decision to become a Marine. He is currently with a MEU and doesn’t know Tom has passed. My dad fought the Japanese and was buried on December 7, 1985. My war was Vietnam.
