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A rose next to Robert Greg Hansen's name (Omaha,
Nebraska--Omaha Central Class of '64) so that anyone who visits will
know that he is not forgotten. I loved Bob from the time we met in
kindergarten. He played basketball at my house, drove me to school every
day in high school. We heard "I Want To Hold Your Hand"
together for the first time on the way home from school and thought that
the new group "The Beatles" were SO COOL), and spent time with
me through college. He was such a handsome boy, dark eyed and dark
haired. He did not get drafted into the army, he volunteered because he
thought it was his duty to serve America. He died within 15 days of
arriving in Vietnam. He was an only child and his mother committed
suicide that next Christmas out of loneliness and grief.
I will never forget how much I love him. He remains forever young in my memory, and I cannot grasp the idea that he would be an old man these days. In my yearbook he wrote to me, "I hope your life will be filled with happiness and success." I have had all that and more. He did not get a chance to have a future. But I teach school and I teach a unit on Vietnam (my students located your web site) and I mention his name, show his picture and talk about his life. I hope his memory lives on in my students' lives as well.
When I got a rubbing of his name this summer at The Wall, the man who did the rubbing thanked me for loving the guys there. Many of us do and always will. Thank you, Sincerely,
Nancy Clatterbuck Meyer,
Omaha Central Class of '64
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