APRIL 12, 13, 14, 2019
NEW BERN, NORTH CAROLINA
APRIL 12, 13, 14, 2019
NEW BERN, NORTH CAROLINA
I got this from Thomas Watson, 720th MP BN History Project.
Frederick “Fritz” Picken born December 8, 1946 in Lansing, the son of the late Floyd Picken and Virginia Smith, passed away on March 16, 2017 at the age of 70.
Frederick served in the United States Army doing two tours during the Vietnam War and continued to serve in the Army reserve and local Lansing National Guard. He was an avid MSU sports fan. Fritz enjoyed hunting, traveling and visiting with his friends.
He is preceded in death by his parents and brother; Gerald Picken.
Surviving are his wife of 40 years, Donna Picken; Beloved dog, Rocky; brother, Robert “Bob” (Sharon Long) Picken; brother in law, David (Joan) Marx, Joseph Marx; nieces and nephews; Peter Marx, Joseph Marx Jr., Michael Marx, Nicholas Marx, Holly Pifer, Sandy Farley, Kimberly Metzger, and Jamie Van Noord.
There will be a visitation service from 5:00-8:00 p.m. on Wednesday, March 22, 2017 at Gorsline Runciman Funeral Homes 900 E. Michigan Ave., Lansing.
In lieu of flowers the family request contributions may be made in memory of Fritz to MSU athletic Department.
Condolences and memories may be shared with the family at www.grlansing.com.
Gorsline Runciman Funeral Homes
900 East Michigan Ave Lansing, MI 48912
Midwest Funeral Home & Cremation Society
4602 Newaygo Road Fort Wayne, IN 46808
This is sent to me from Terry Gawel 981st 70-71 via Steve Steven Dragovich981st 69-70.
REMEMBERING TOM W. DUDLEY
March 11, 1950 to January 1987
Tom Dudley and I served together in Vietnam in Team D at An Khe from around April 1970 when I got there until I left for Tuy Hua in December. He pulled sentry dog handling duty, while I was a vet tech. He was a diligent dog handler who cared for his dog and performed his duties with great attention to detail. I don’t remember much about his dog, which probably means he had no serious health problems that I was called upon to treat.
In our time off we and other of our friends played volleyball and basketball to keep fit, and cards to sharpen our wits — primarily poker, blackjack, and euchre. As can be seen in the indoor photo, while the rest of us mugged for the camera Tom was intent on his euchre hand, probably looking at his “bowers” (while Joe Geueke handled the “counter cards”). Something you can’t see in this photo but can probably sense: Tom had an excellent poker face and used it to great purpose in our games. Note too our makeshift card table and skillfully designed and executed candle holder.
Our group of close dog handling pals in addition to myself, Tom, and Joe, included Leonard Lausch and Luther Adkins. Later when I shipped out to Tuy Hua, Tom remained in An Khe.
After we all left Vietnam behind us in the early 1970s and went home, most of us kept in touch by occasional phone calls. Several of us married and began families during this time. In 1979 it was Tom’s turn, and Len and I were invited to his wedding as part of the wedding party. He and his lovely bride Martha were married in Anderson, South Carolina, on September 1st of that year. As can be seen in the wedding photo Tom still had very blond hair and Len’s was the same dark color as in Vietnam but with a lot more volume. My light hair had turned a deeper red and I was by now sporting an extravagantly fancy facial hair arrangement. Someone even said that I looked like a ginger version of Warren Beatty!
My recollection was that the wedding was a good sized one with a correspondingly large wedding party. It was a happy occasion for Tom’s family and friends (with way too much beer consumed the night before, especially by Tom!), the weather cooperated, the bride looked beautiful, and Tom dutifully matched his bride’s white gown with a white tuxedo of his own. It was a day to take part in the solemnity of the ceremony, the festivity of the country club reception, and the mildness of the weather. It was a day to remember.
Two specific recollections of that day: I caught the wedding photographer staring at me a few times. She finally approached me and said that at a wedding the month before, she had seen someone so like me that he could have been my identical twin. And a young man in attendance at the reception came up to me and thanked me for my service in Vietnam. The first occurrence was an odd one at any time, and the second a rare one for 1979.
Over the years our phone calls gradually dwindled, but we remembered each other at Christmas with holiday cards. By the time Tom died in 1987 at 36 we had lost touch, and it was only after I saw his name on the Sentry Dog Alumni roster that I realized he had passed.
We had many good times both in Vietnam and afterwards. Many of these times were commemorated in photos taken by us and shared with others. I was glad I knew Tom and had him as a friend, but regret what a short time we had together. I salute you now Tom. Rest in peace.
Submitted by Terry Gawel, vet tech, 981st 70/71
Just a reminder tomorrow March 13, 2018 is K-9 Veterans Day.
Hey Steve-Attached is a photo (front and back) of a new running shirt I just purchased and had silk screened in memory of Ron. Also attached is a post card sent with each order with a short explanation of the “Wear Blue Run to Remember” movement. This is my 3rd “Wear Blue” shirt and they are all I wear when I enter 5k races. (Weather permitting-they are all short sleeves).