Vacaville, California Veteran’s POW/MIA and KIA Remembrance


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This page is dedicated to the memory of all our comrades who are Prisoners of War, Missing in Action or gave the ultimate sacrifice to protect the freedom’s that we enjoy.

All of the Vacaville Veterans organizations, and their members are committed to ensuring that our government receives a full accounting of our country’s POW and MIA’s from all wars.

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Our Gold Star Veterans
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LCPL Michael J. WilliamsUSMCIraq, March 23, 2003Vacaville
SPC Adam G. KinserUS ArmyAfghanistan, January 29, 2004Rio Vista
MSgt Jude C. MarianoUSAFQatar, February 10, 2004Vallejo
1Lt Michael W. VegaUS Army NGIraq, March 20, 2004Vallejo
SPC Casey SheehanUS ArmyIraq, April 4, 2004Vacaville
Sgt Elmer C. KrauseUS ArmyIraq, April 9, 2004Vallejo
LCPL Phillip G. WestUSMCIraq, November 19, 2004American Canyon
1Lt Dustin M. ShumneyUS ArmyIraq, January 26, 2005Vallejo
SSgt Jerry Bonifacio JrUS ArmyIraq, October 10, 2005Vacaville
SrA Alecia S. GoodUSAFAfrica, February 17, 2006Dixon
Sgt Shawn G. AdamsUS ArmyIraq, July 22, 2007Dixon
Sgt Ryan J. ConnollyUS ArmyAfghanistan, June 24, 2008Vacaville
Spc Roy Brooks Mason, IIUS ArmySanta Cruz, May 22, 2009Fairfield
Capt. Francis D. Imlay, Jr.USAFUAE, March 28, 2012Vacaville
PO Paul R. AldapaUSCGPennsylvania, July 18, 2012Vacaville


The soldier stood and faced God, Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining, Just as brightly as his brass.
“Step forward now, you soldier, How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek? To My Church have you been true?”
The soldier squared his shoulders and said, “No, Lord, I guess I ain’t. Because those of us who carry guns, Can’t always be a saint. I’ve had to work most Sundays, And at times my talk was tough. And sometimes I’ve been violent, because the world is awfully rough. But, I never took a penny, That wasn’t mine to keep, though I worked a lot of overtime, when the bills got just too steep. And I never passed a cry for help, though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me, I’ve wept unmanly tears. I know I don’t deserve a place, among the people here. They never wanted me around, Except to calm their fears. If you’ve a place for me here, Lord, it needn’t be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you don’t, I’ll understand.”

There was a silence all around the throne, where the saints had often trod.
As the soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God. “Step forward now, you soldier, You’ve borne your burdens well. Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
You’ve done your time in Hell.”