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IVAN ROBERT (ROBE) FEBO BETANCOURT
| Febo arrived at Fort Campbell, KY in 1967 and was assigned to 1st Platoon. He went with A Company to Vietnam, December 1967. SGT Ivan Robe. Betancourt died April 6, 1968 at Quang Tri, South Vietnam due to hostile fire. |
| SGT - E5 - Army - Regular - 101st Airborne Division - New York, NY. Length of service 1 years. His tour began on Dec 13, 1967. Casualty was on Apr 6, 1968 in QUANG TRI, SOUTH VIETNAM. HOSTILE, GROUND CASUALTY, MULTIPLE FRAGMENTATION WOUNDS. This was a major clash with a sizable NVA unit 35 miles northwest of Hue in Quang Tri Province. Alpha Company lost 11 soldiers in this event. Read more about April 6th 1968 here. Body was recovered. Panel 48E - Line 22 |
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Medals and Awards Bronze Star Medal Purple Heart Medal Air Medal Good Conduct Medal National Defense Service Medal Vietnam Service Medal with 2 Bronze Stars Army NCO Professional Development Ribbon Vietnam Gallantry Cross Ribbon with Palm Vietnam Campaign Medal Combat Infantry Badge Jump Wings Unit Citations |
| A poem "Febo From Nam" (From pages 18 - 19, "DEAD MEN CALLING" book of poems by Lawrence Mize. Doc Mize was a medic with A Company from 1967 - 1968 |
Green blades of grass reach up to the sky. No one told Febo it was his time to die. I think of a time so long ago relive the terror that always leaves me low. Febo's back from Nam, did he ever really go. I close my eyes wait for the light to rush in. Listen for the sounds of the far away place I had been. An image forms, Febo running for cover. He heads for the dike then runs no further. I rush to my friend heart filled with fear; Febo's dead but it doesn't seem real. I lift his head to close his eyes. Curse at God scream out "Why?" His blood on my hands so sticky and hot. I look down at Febo Febo smiled not. The rain fell heavy on the swollen rice paddy field. The mound of dirt forming the dike could have prevented the kill. Mortars exploded small arms fire struck everywhere. I am alone with Febo I no longer care. I stay there forever or so it seemed. I entertained the thought Vietnam was a horrible dream. Febo's legacy a tableau that's stamped in my mind. Febo's gone I'm still here. Green blades of grass reach up to the sky. No one told Febo it was his time to die...Why? A poem "Febo From Nam" Green blades of grass reach up to the sky. No one told Febo it was his time to die. I think of a time so long ago relive the terror that always leaves me low. Febo's back from Nam, did he ever really go. I close my eyes wait for the light to rush in. Listen for the sounds of the far away place I had been. An image forms, Febo running for cover. He heads for the dike then runs no further. I rush to my friend heart filled with fear; Febo's dead but it doesn't seem real. I lift his head to close his eyes. Curse at God scream out "Why?" His blood on my hands so sticky and hot. I look down at Febo Febo smiled not. The rain fell heavy on the swollen rice paddy field. The mound of dirt forming the dike could have prevented the kill. Mortars exploded small arms fire struck everywhere. I am alone with Febo I no longer care. I stay there forever or so it seemed. I entertained the thought Vietnam was a horrible dream. Febo's legacy a tableau that's stamped in my mind. Febo's gone I'm still here. Green blades of grass reach up to the sky. No one told Febo it was his time to die...Why? |
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PHOTOS |
 unknown - Ivan Robe Febo-Betancourt - Company area - u Chi, Vietnam - 1967 |
 Alfred L. Cobb - unknown - Ivan Robe Febo-Betancourt Cleaning up on the bank of a river - South Vietnam - 1968 |
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SGT Ivan Robe Rebo-Betancourt died: April 6, 1968 at Quang Tri, South
Vietnam due to hostile fire. |
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OBITUARY I was unable to find an obituary for Ivan. |
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