Sunday, October 27, 2013

Pvt. Tele Vision laid to rest



Photo: This past week, I laid to rest, PFC Tele Vision.  PVT Vision joined Apache Troop, 3rd Squadron, 7th Cavalry, 3d ID in Camp Udairi, Kuwait in January of 2003.  Although of European descent, PVT Vision became a beloved member of the Troop almost immediately.  While in Kuwait, he was fond of performing scenes from the Soprano's.  PVT Vision received a battlefield promotion to PFC in the summer of 2003 at Camp Anaconda in Iraq for Meritorious Service towards Troop Morale.  

PFC Vision suffered from damages in the war and had trouble adjusting to civilian life in the United States.  PFC Vision found employment as a Game Companion, working with youth, for several years before the "sands" of time caught up to him.  

PFC Vision now heads to his eternal resting place, known as Fiddlers' Green.
Pvt. Tele Vision, Iraq war veteran. 


This past week PFC Tele Vision was laid to rest.    PVT Vision joined Apache Troop, 3rd Squadron, 7th Cavalry, 3d ID in Camp Udairi, Kuwait in January of 2003. Although of European descent, PVT Vision became a beloved member of the Troop almost immediately. While in Kuwait, he was fond of performing scenes from the Soprano's. PVT Vision received a battlefield promotion to PFC in the summer of 2003 at Camp Anaconda in Iraq for Meritorious Service towards Troop Morale.

PFC Vision suffered from damages in the war and had trouble adjusting to civilian life in the United States. PFC Vision found employment as a Game Companion, working with youth, for several years before the "sands" of time caught up to him.

PFC Vision now heads to his eternal resting place, known as Fiddlers' Green. 

2 comments:

Sylvia Grant Alber said...


Fiddlers Green
Halfway down the trail to Hell,


In a shady meadow green


Are the Souls of all dead troopers camped,


Near a good old-time canteen.


And this eternal resting place


Is known as Fiddlers' Green.


Marching past, straight through to Hell


The Infantry are seen.


Accompanied by the Engineers,


Artillery and Marines,


For none but the shades of Cavalrymen


Dismount at Fiddlers' Green.


Though some go curving down the trail


To seek a warmer scene.


No trooper ever gets to Hell


Ere he's emptied his canteen.


And so rides back to drink again


With friends at Fiddlers' Green.


And so when man and horse go down


Beneath a saber keen,


Or in a roaring charge of fierce melee


You stop a bullet clean,


And the hostiles come to get your scalp,


Just empty your canteen,


And put your pistol to your head


And go to Fiddlers' Green.



The origin and author of Fiddlers' Green is unkown. It was believed to have originated in the 1800's and was composed as a song

sung by the soldiers of the 6th and 7th Cavalry. Its first known appearance in published form was in a 1923 Cavalry Journal.

Anonymous said...

Sorry for your loss.