Jeffrey Charles KeetleCorporal
D TRP, 2ND SQDN, 17TH CAVALRY, 101 ABN DIV
Army of the United States
02 February 1949 - 23 March 1971
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The database page for Jeffrey Charles Keetle
I barely even knew you, but I knew your mom. She was my orchestra teacher at Ashland Junior High School and my connection to this war that I now teach about every year. I remember her talking about this place called "Vietnam". More importantly, I still remember the day she found out about your death and the impact it had on so many of us in the 7th grade. We saw you as the bravest of brave in a war we didn't begin to understand ...
I am a teacher now and a parent of two sons. Each year as I take my class of 8th grade history students to The Wall in DC, we look up your name, make a rubbing and remember the honor and valor with which you served. I have just returned from that annual trip. On this Memorial Day ... I wish to do just that - remember you! You and your family have not been forgotten.
From a friend,
Cool, clever, Class Clown.
Loved the Army ("Romeo Alpha").
At the Truckstop "Give me a Bravo Lima Tango!"
Image: Playing poker - resplendent in dog tags.
Beer, country roads and .22 rifles - Who shot the fox?
Last time I saw you
"Bob-A-Lou Bar, shake and bake program, buddy system
Can't go, already signed up for the Marines"
Rendezvous with Destiny.
The letter came, did not have to open to see the clipping inside.
Sat on the steps of the barracks and wondered why.
Painted Tombstone epitaph - "I love you" - who?
Empty chair at the 35th High School reunion.
Jeff, you will be happy to know that you and those who served with you are now held in much higher regard today than we were in 1971.
From a friend and High School classmate,
Hey Keetle, I'm so glad that I found you again. I remember the first time I saw you on the Wall at D.C. I was with Bill, my husband of now almost thirty years. (Can you believe it? We were both such crazy kids.) Mom and Dad are gone, but the farm still looks great. Bill and I plan on building a home there next year so Jennifer, our fourteen-year-old daughter, can enjoy her high school years in paradise.
I return to you and the Wall every year in May with around one hundred 6th graders in tow. I tell them about Jeff Keetle and how hard it was for me to accept the death of someone who was like a brother. They all write poems to you and the veterans, and we leave them there at your name. Many of the poems you find here will be from my students. Maybe you feel my tears on that special day in May. I'll write again. I love you, Jeff. Jo
From his adopted sister,
The soldier standing so proud
Knowing as he fights,
From a student of his friend Mrs Jo Jackson,
When my children were much younger, I took them to the Wall and we rubbed your name. I told them stories of you so they could know the person instead of just an etching. I told them of some of your antics and the basketball you and I and Dave V. and Toad played.
I can remember the day I heard the news while stationed in South Carolina. It was hard to believe then and still is. You didn't have a chance to do the things I take for granted, those very things for which you died to provide.
I miss you, buddy.
Your High School friend,
A Note from The Virtual WallD Troop, 2nd Squadron, 17th Cavalry, lost three men to a mine or mines on 23 March 1971:
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With all respect
Jim Schueckler, former CW2, US Army
Ken Davis, Commander, United States Navy (Ret)
Memorial first published on 28 May 2001
Last updated 08/16/2006