Wednesday, May 27, 2009

"Look through any window, yeah..."


Loon: A Marine Story here shown on display at the Concord Bookshop in Concord, MA  - the literary launching pad for Thoreau, Emerson, Alcott, and Hawthorne, and, of course ...McLean.

The Concord book event will take place on June 14 at 3PM.

Thank you Barbara for the picture.

And thank you all for visiting.


Look Through Any Window by the Hollies

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Memorial Day, 2009


Rest in Peace, brothers.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Itinerary for Loon


Tuesday, May 19
5:30 pm-5:45 pm ET
LIVE National Radio Phoner
American Family Radio / Michael Reagan Hour
Contact: Devin Patrick, 662/844-8888 ext 329 or reaganprep@devinpatrick.net
*Note: The show will call Jack at 201/947-0924, backup cell 202/320-6686.


Thursday, May 21—WASHINGTON, DC
3:00 pm-3:30 pm 
TAPED National TV Interview
Reuters TV / Author’s Corner
1333 H St. NW, 5th Floor
Washington, D.C. 20005
Contact: Deborah Lutterbeck, 202/310-5690 or deborah.lutterbeck@reuters.com


5:00 pm-7:00 pm
Book Party
1101 Pennsylvania Ave. NW (Lobby)
Washington, D.C. 20004
Contact: Amy Kitzmiller, Fabiani & Associates, 202/756-4399
Attendees: 50-100+ (friends and family by private invitation)

Bookseller: Offsite Books, Inc.
On-Site Contact: Pat Kreuzburg, 240/481-3754 or plk94@aol.com
Office Contact: Alicia Greene, 202/321-8451 or agreene20007@hotmail.com
*Note: Author Jack McLean can be reached at 202/320-6686.


Friday, May 22
7:30 am-9:30 am ET
LIVE National Radio Tour
Launch Radio Networks
Contact: Berndette Duncan, 212/536-3657 or bernadetted@launchradionetworks.com
*Note: Bernadette will call Jack at (landline TK); as backup, his cell is 202/320-6686.
**Note: There will also be interviews on Memorial Day proper.


Thursday, June 4—WASHINGTON, D.C.
6:30 pm
Reception, Talk, Q&A, Signing & Dinner
The Army Navy Club

901 17th Street NW
Washington, D.C. 20006
202/628-8400
Contacts: Peter McCarthy, 703/671-4300 or McCarthy@Careertran.com; Megan McCarthy, Mmccarthy@armynavyclub.org; and Shannon McNess, smcness@armynavyclub.org
*Note: The format consists of a program beginning with wine and cheese at 6:30 pm.  You will be introduced at about 7:00 pm and will speak for 30-45 minutes followed by a Q&A.  Following the Forum, you’ll have a book signing (also prior to the start of the Forum if you wish) and finally a very nice dinner. 

Sunday, June 14—CONCORD, MA
2:45 pm arrival
3:00 pm-4:00 pm
Talk & Signing
The Concord Bookshop
65 Main Street
Concord, MA 01742
Contact: Jill Wassong, 978/369-2405 or Jill@concordbookshop.com
*Note: The talk should last for about 20-30 minutes, followed by a Q&A.


Thursday, June 18—DENVER, CO
7:30 pm
Talk & Signing 
Tattered Cover
2526 East Colfax Avenue
Denver, CO 80206
Contact: Charles Stillwagon, 303/436-9219 x2736 or charles.stillwagon@tatteredcover.com


Saturday, June 20—BOULDER, CO
Time TK
Talk & Signing
Barnes & Noble
Crossroads Commons
2915 Pearl Street
Boulder, CO 80301
303/442-1665


Tuesday, July 21—CAMBRIDGE, MA
7:00 pm
Talk & Signing
Porter Square Books
Porter Square Shopping Center
25 White Street
Cambridge, MA 02140

Contact: Ellen Jarrett, 617/491-2220 or  ellen@portersquarebooks.com

Friday, May 15, 2009

"Find the cost of freedom, buried in the ground...


Mother Earth will swallow you, lay your body down..."
- The Cost of Freedom - Crosby, Stills, & Nash.

Thee final casualties from the Battle for LZ Loon were laid to rest at Arlington National Cemetery last week.

Rest in Peace, brothers.


PFC Jose Sanchez    3/15/49 - 6/6/68  Buried 5/14/09

LCpl Kurt LaPlant   12/11/84 -6/6/68 Buried 5/14/09

LCpl Luis Palacios  2/28/48 - 6/6/68 Buried 5/14/09

LCpl Ralph Harper  1/14/47 - 6/6/68  Buried 5/14/09


Following is an article by Larry McShane of the NY Daily News.  

Remains of Brooklyn Marine Killed in Action During Vietnam Return Home
BY Larry Mcshane
DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITER

Sunday, March 22nd 2009, 4:00 AM

As the days became years that faded into history, as Jose Sanchez became a sad, distant memory, a 5-by-7-inch index card bore witness to his short life.  The Brooklyn teen's name was typed neatly across the Marine Corps Casualty Card, with the date and place of his last day alive: June 6, 1968. Quang Tri Province. Vietnam.

The details were sparse; the words terse: "The helicopter he was aboard received small arms fire. After crashing, the helicopter rolled down the side of a mountain and burned. "The body was not recovered." The card, stored for 41 years in a Virginia office, ended with an acronym: KIA - killed in action. Sanchez, gone before his 20th birthday, was also MIA. His remains were lost in the jungle 7 miles southwest of Khe Sanh, site to some of the war's most intense fighting.
The bodies of three fellow Marines were with him, left behind after their chopper crashed:

Lance Cpl. Kurt LaPlant.

Lance Cpl. Luis Palacios.

Lance Cpl. Ralph Harper.

For decades, what remained of the four - a boot fragment, a single tooth, scattered bone shards - stayed buried in the red Vietnamese soil. Sanchez and his missing mates were united by fate and enemy fire. Once found, in the next millennium, they would not be separated again. Sanchez was born in Kings County Hospital on March 15, 1949, when the Dodgers played in Ebbets Field and the subway cost a dime. The son of Puerto Rican immigrants grew up with his kid brother in the Gowanus Houses. Their dad died when Peter Sanchez was just 2, and Jose became the man of the house. "My father figure," his brother recalls.

Jose lifted his voice in prayer as an altar boy, and kicked his heels in fun at the YMCA pool. He was a Boy Scout and athlete: baseball, football, basketball. The teen left John Jay High School and his 8-year-old brother to enlist in the Marines in December 1967. He reached Vietnam in May 1968. Within days, he was lugging 81-mm. mortar ammo along the Laotian border. On June 6, as the nation awoke to the assassination of Robert F. Kennedy, Pfc. Sanchez was caught in the waning hours of a three-day jungle firefight with the North Vietnamese Army. He was in a small group of Marines left on Hill 672 after most of his company shifted to safer, higher ground 100 yards away.

A dozen Marines were already dead. Their commander, Lt. Col. Bill Negron, remembers everything about that sunsplashed day - the booming artillery, the gurgling jungle waterfall.  And the fear that every Marine in his command would die. "We shouldn't have been there in the first place," Negron says of their precarious location. The Marines were outmanned, and Negron wanted them off Hill 672. He convinced a general to order an emergency extraction, with a CH46A Sea Knight helicopter sent for Sanchez and the rest.

The Brooklyn kid barely knew the others. LaPlant, from Kansas, was an Elvis fan. Palacios followed his brother out of Los Angeles to the Marines. Harper, 20, of Indianapolis, was the oldest. Negron watched through binoculars as his men scrambled aboard the chopper. As the aircraft lifted, a burst of fire erupted from the jungle floor. The chopper lurched. "We were saying, 'Get up! Get up!'" Negron recalls. It did not. The chopper tumbled from the sky; 12 of the 23 Marines aboard were killed. To encourage the survivors, Negron ordered his men to stand and sing "The Marine Hymn" at the top of their lungs.

Sanchez and the rest, already gone, never heard a note.

A Marine recovery team pulled the living and dead from the crash, unaware they had missed the bodies of four colleagues. Halfway around the world, a knock on the Sanchez's door delivered the bad news: Jose was dead. And the worse news: He still wasn't coming home. A half-dozen posthumous honors, including a Vietnamese Cross of Gallantry, hardly filled the family's void. His devastated mother, Virginia, began a decades-long vigil for her lost boy.

Seventeen days after the crash, the U.S. brass abandoned the Marine base at Khe Sanh. The search for the missing Marines was soon abandoned, too. It was 1993 when a joint U.S.-Vietnamese search team revisited the site. It took another 13 years to find the first bits of remains.
Last November, DNA positively identified Palacios and LaPlant. Sanchez and Harper were included in what the military calls "group remains." The news - once dreaded, now unexpected - reached the families just hours after President Obama's election. Sanchez's mother wept. After 40 painful years, her son's recovered remains would be returned. Her mind at ease, Virginia Sanchez died five weeks later. "Finally," says son Peter, "she could rest."

The small band of brothers - together for so long on a Vietnam mountain - will spend eternity united at Arlington National Cemetery. The burial, with full military honors, is set for early May. They will share a single casket, side by side again, much as they were on Hill 672. It will hold a pressed Marines Corps dress uniform, along with a box engraved with their names and filled with their commingled remains. "They were always together," Negron says. "And now, they won't be alone." 

Thank you for visiting.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

"Without your love I'd be nowhere at all..."


Loon: A Marine Story was created over the past seven years. 

Success has a thousand fathers. The seeds for this story, however, were planted by my mother.

Here is the acknowledgment page as it will appear one short week from today. 

This book emerged from more than one hundred letters home that I wrote during my two years in the United States Marine Corps from 1966 to 1968. My mother saved the letters and often encouraged me to "do something with them". Thirty-five years later, my second wife, Karen, discovered the letters, as deeply buried among my possessions as my Vietnam War experience was buried inside of me. Karen echoed my mother's earlier encouragement.

I began writing.

Thank you, Karen, from all of us.

Through fellow author, marine, and Vietnam Veteran Bob Timberg, I met my agent, Flip Brophy of Sterling Lord Literistic. Flip introduced me to my editor, Katie Hall. Katie's remarkable talent washes unseen over every word on every page. Flip also encouraged Ryan Doherty of Random house to bring the work to life. There would be no Loon without each of them. Thank you.

While writing, I received encouragement from family, friends, professional colleagues, and fellow Charlie Company survivors in an abundance that I continue to regard with awe. Terry and Nancy Tillery kept me focused by providing food, love, and unlimited access to their beach house in Kill Devil Hills, North Carolina. In Georgetown, Vera and Dandy Dickie were my daily visitors, keeping me sane with an encouraging word and a welcoming wag. Thank you.

Former Charlie Company Commander Bill Negron was a font of information. Many technical details are from his memory, and several of the better stories were borrowed with his blessing from his own writings. Bill, a uniquely American character, was a remarkable marine, and a dear friend to us all. Thanks, Skipper.

Among Charlie Company veterans, I thank Dan Burton, Mac Mecham, Jack McQuade, Robert Rodriguez, Benny Lerma, Buck Willingham, Doug McPhail, Clabie Edmonds, Neil Downey, Wayne Wood, and Gaylord Flippen. Semper Fi, brothers.

For support in Washington, I thank former marines Peter McCathy and John Miller, as well as John Shlaes, Tad Howard, Tom Coleman, Peter Van Allen, David Mitchell, and author David Maraniss. Andover classmate Ray Healey was a steady cheerleader. Ray never served in the military, but has dedicated is life to veteran advocacy. Thanks from all of us, Ray.

My three daughters and three siblings were unconditionally supportive rocks throughout the entire process. Thank you Sarah, Martha, Sylvia, Don, Ruth, and Barbara.

Present in spirit and never to be forgotten are the forty-three grand young sons of Charlie and Delta companies, 1st Battalion, 4th Marines, 3rd Marine Division who breathed their last on LZ Loon during those three horrific days in June 1968.

Rest in peace, brothers.
















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