He served our country as an active Marine during the Vietnam War and endured both physical and psychological pains throughout his life. His wounds went further and far deeper than the shrapnel lodged in his abdomen. Still he continued to live his life to the fullest of his abilities. He earned great respect from some, admiration from others, and some saw him as a wild man.
Those he allowed to know his heart loved him dearly. His parents, Frank and Hilda Mae, and brother Chuck, preceded him in death. His sister Frankie, brother Dan, and many nieces and nephews survive. His good spirit lives on within his three children, Tosh, Jedidiah and Alana, and their children.
A private service with military honors was held Jan. 6, 2012, at Acheson & Graham Mortuary in Riverside, Calif. His remains will be inurned at Arlington National Cemetery.
For those who knew him and loved him and for those who fought with him, please honor and support our wounded warriors.
I am sorry to hear that Alan has passed. We gre up together in Whittier. He dated some of my favorite friends. I recall his love of his racing green sports car. Most of all, he was mentioned at the last Sierra reunion. Bless you all. Catherine